Auditions are a source of stress,
or maybe it's just that I'm often
an uncontrollable mess.
I work at a pet shop that isn't really a pet shop,
it isn't cruel like pet shops are.
We sell bird cages and amphibian terrariums
and reptile lighting equipment.
We also have caiques and lizards and snakes.
I love all of them.
Especially the dart frogs.
My life has been hectic,
and I'm running in circles
and I spend every day doing things
from morning until night
and I spend a lot of time on trains
and even though I want to read on those trains
and always bring a book,
I usually let my brain go comatose and stare at the advertisements
above the windows.
I read a poem today about the iphone
and how it is a cocky machine.
I want to return to nature and sit under a tree.
But I'm afraid of bugs in the dirt.
So I sit in my apartment instead.