encased in cobwebs – Kristen Mitchell

tired gratefulness
tired mindfulness
the buddha on the log
encased in cobwebs
singing his incoherent
message something like
rope after
rope of tulsi
rings his neck
that boy
who says
all his ex-girlfriends
are crazy
but they
have beautiful shiny souls
he plays with

plucks them from his teeth
“Obooda Obooda”

the stars
died 4 u
not Jesus

a tired man full
of tired souls
sitting on the buddha’s lap
encased in cobwebs