Lent Poetry: Sleepy

you know it’s time for bed
when you are watching
YouTube
without thinking about it

because right now
that is what I’m doing

and writing poetry

because that’s the
21st century

and my wife is home
and I’m not

so
yeah
time for bed

Lent Poetry: Disappeared

Why must I amputate
my stomach
to fulfill
some fucked up
standards
of “health”
and “beauty”?

why is it i feel
like I am bashing my
head
against walls
when I talk about how
I think this
is just medically sanctioned
anorexia

why
must
i
be shamed
and abused
and medically neglected
“for my health”

why
must
i
always
strive
to
take
up
less
and
less

s
p
a
c
e
?