Pleasure – Katie Peterson

I remembered what it was like,
knowing what you want to eat and then making it,
forgetting about the ending in the middle,
looking at the ocean for
a long time without restlessness,
or with restlessness not inhabiting the joints,
sitting Indian style on a porch
overlooking that water, smooth like good cake frosting.
And then I experienced it, falling so deeply
into the storyline, I laughed as soon as my character entered
the picture, humming the theme music even when I’d told myself
I wanted to be quiet by some freezing river
and never talk to anyone again.
And I thought, now is the right time to cut up your shirt.

I love the clarity of this, it’s sounds and rhythm – “water, smooth like good cake frosting.” Then that turn, that last line. What a line.

I’m trying to write again, write more, write like this. Except I don’t make half so much sense.

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