Summer Poems

I Can't Mow the Grass

Sat on a lawnchair
looking at the grass grow
getting closer and closer to a foot

too much heat
and too much drinking
and strangely too much
algebra

a calico cat walks across the yard
it doesn't know what to do
it eventually goes away

two 14 year old girls walk up the street
talking about their sweet boyfriends

a car passes

decide to do my algebra homework
realize quickly all it is
is combining like terms
2x -9 =0
2x =-9
x = - 9 over 2

Then there is a clearing as Heidegger would say

That all the answers are
what number is next to the X goes is over the number without a letter

so the next answer is -5 over 3 or some shit like that

and then I know what the domain is

After I do that problem

I think

"Oh my god, life is pointless."

But it is okay

that life is pointless

and all we really do all day is combine like terms

I have the calico cat walking across my yard

and my car seems to be running well lately