throw

up,

it all away,

the ball,

yourself at him, into the job, into your work.

teeth

you don't want a dry socket, so you drink water like the dentist prescribes, brush your teeth funny,

take the pain killers, watch tv, sleep,

go to school, gargle gently and don't spit too hard.

the hole heals, but from time to time, you dream about little cavities in your gums, right where the teeth used to be.

fancy

bow on your french chocolates,

breakfast radishes and milk buns from the farmers market,

japanese stone washed linen duvets,

a vacation to pristine americana where you can trek steep rocky ground for leisure,

drink store bought spring water from your 3 liter plastic pouches,

take pictures of places where people in your life could not afford to be.

rodent

drove 3x in d a u,

5 cups of coffee,

stayed up all night,

blah blah blah was very impressed with you,

on track for xyz,

if not too much trouble,

need this for an investor,

five stars,

really appreciate it.

blade

two cuts with his dull little knife because that's what edgy teenagers do,

so hardcore, a little scratch or two, something right out of tv but real like

cheap blunted swords that you could by from your local tourist market for thirty or less

so you could shine a bit of steel while you kicked all the drunk party guests out at 3am or so on new year's day in 2011

and sleep, and sleep, and sleep

and when an ex-chef wants you to touch his japanese sharpening block in his little knife shop when you are old and touring non-cities

you do it, because they mined it from deep under the ocean, but mostly because your ex lover thinks knives are cool and you are humoring him and the shopkeep.