Hotdish

I am afraid one of you

Will leave Battle Earth

Before me

My little heart

A lemon

Woe

Thoughts of abandoning 

Either

To carry me 

Empty 

Through onions

To the lake

Divot 

Precious moss

Whoa

I sit here

I am a cat lounging

Waiting on laundry

Saying to myself

I refuse to put everything 

Into the casserole

Checkerboard Kalaidescope Floor

Alexa, "play Spa music" 

Reminiscent of "Twin Peaks" 

Replay 

Our life documentented by pop culture 

Off-key

Even this

Too

Crumbled into a Ghost Town

Wow

How 

I close my eyes

Stage curtain

I feel 

Cool air off painted concrete

Envelops my essence in

Grave yard

Fog

Sadness hug

Well

Memory of not one

But many moments

Rolled up in my blanket

After watching 

Time 

From my spot on the floor