The times they are a-changing...

"Julian honey, I think that maybe some of these things aren't as big of a deal as you feel they are." -My mother.

This is the restaurant where I work.  It is empty. Most of what I make in tips I spend on kale juice from a shop around the corner.

"Ode to Spring"

Oh god.

I just want to be

Like everyone else.

I just want to drink juice

Like everyone else.

I just want nice abs

Like everyone else.

I just want to go out on Friday

And dance,

And drink,

And fuck,

And brunch on Sunday,

And can I have

My omelet with just whites,

And do you have skim?

And there's too much juice 

In my mimosa,

And no toast with that please,  

I'm allergic to gluten

Like everyone else.

But I'll take the fries

Like everyone else.

And we'll split the check

Like everyone else.

I want a bike

Like everyone else.

I want a boyfriend

Like everyone else.

I want to take off my clothes

In the park

In the sun

In the city

In spring

And forget.

Like everyone else.

One day I'll be blind

Like everyone else.

My partner will die

Like everyone else.

I'll have produced

Fifty-eight tons of garbage

Like everyone else--

Two blue whales worth of garbage

Like everyone else.

I'll die too, I suppose.

Blue Ivy will be an adult by then.

And they'll take off their clothes

In the park

In the sun

In the city

In spring

And forget.