1. The only thing I heard this morning was the low murmuring of CNN France & the unmistakable sound of walls falling Woman: Am I making all of this clear enough for you? Man: No. Not exactly 2. On this floor there are not horses, but at least ten biological fathers. It’s only a matter of time before one of them knocks on the door& demands my underwear back Neither of us will come out of this poetry alive: your final text from the gate 3. When you get into Cleveland make sure to tell the front desk there that all of the liquids I have lovingly poured into you are yours to keep 4 It’s midnight in Rome. I drained the bathtub, yet somehow I am not any less self-contained 5. My father texted again. He’s been at the Palo Alto Sephora for the last hour skirting the issue 6. Truth is, I’m a little ugly today. I aired out the mattress, cleaned the blood off the sheets, hung them out in the hallway 7. That stack of trays in the bathroom. I’ve called three times but the maid refuses to take them until I have proof that I JACKED you again 8. Woman: When I finally broke into the hotel WiFi I erased my entire consumer history, deleted every last one of my concepts, flushed what evidence remained down the toilet Man: Did you burn what was left? 9. When I was 21 I fucked a man who was six feet tall but still had all of his milk teeth. He was married six weeks later 10. The maid gets down on her knees, lifts up my dress, & spreads my legs as far apart as she can. Supposedly to keep pace w/my heart or maybe w/hers Maid: Your body was not the bill of goods you were SOLD 11. Jack Kennedy got so many women for one simple reason. He knew that water is only ever the image of water 12. I’ve had a pissy feeling in my gut since before breakfast which my phone keeps autocorrecting to “pussy” 13. Finally finished licking each of the maid’s knuckles clean & then like a good soldier she promised that she will cart away the last of the salt under the bed when she leaves (she, who is blessed among women) 14. Until I moved to California I knew nothing of men & their urges, or at least, that is the story I tell 15. I smell. I move wetly 16. There is my father walking slowly out into the Bay 17. Originally he was probably made of glass 18. The tracks he left in the sand being the clearest evidence I have seen yet that poetry actually does in fact exist