I rest my forehead on the window 

for a minute too long & I draw some stares.

I used to save all my drafts in a box	

now I forget everything quickly

& listen to the rain / teach me more about

how to be better.   	I am contingent & don’t

follow my own intrinsic desires anymore

because I think only of the consequences of each

action.	   I prefer to imagine all the possibilities

than commit to just one	   so that

I end up having tremendous potential impact

which is enough for me.     I run to the rock

please hide me         don’t you see I need you, rock?

I spend fifteen minutes at the drycleaners

explaining what I thought were very simple directions

& now I feel like everything about my world is going

to be different.       I hate to think I'll never see you 

wear that dress again.
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