180

Life is a 180.
like half a donut,
like a sesame bagel with cream cheese and tomato,
like a bolt of lightening that misses its mark,
like a deluge that I think will put me to sleep but
stirs
my
thoughts
instead.

Thunder gets me out of bed.
like missing a first love but he's dead,
like thinking its done but looking at the one and wondering,
how I ever could have left this,
like the spiced cinnamon scent that hits my nose as I open the door and I am home,
little curled up spotted pit bull chews his rawhide and
smiles
up
at me.

I show you my photos and you tell me you're proud.
there is nobody else who knows me
like peanut butter and jelly on English muffins,
like my pillows that hold a scent like your skin,
like making toast,
like making love,
like making Valentine's decorations and hanging them in a bar,
like rice and beans,
like looking forward to sushi with you or with someone who would actually
pick
up
the
check.

and

like friendship,
like love,
like all of the above,
life is a 180
and
I
can't
stop
spinning.