Ohio

i collected four santukos
and from the slippery tundra creeper
rooting through her yard,
tossed them to a tired woman
hoping a little exercise would quiet her yawn.
a little danger might loosen her squint.
they flew back to me carelessly
and dad and i never pitched,
so all four
“take care of yourself”
chipped the ice, and
“wow, fuck you, dude”
was all that remained of them.

i’m detached from the dating sites
because my narcissism stares a hole through an inbox
and the Ohio shore creeps calling me to
quiet my yawn,
loosen my squint.

so sorry she made me this way.
i heard some patty griffith once that i liked.