Two Poems

How to Start

You should never start

a story I woke up
because you think some camera cares,
is there, plumb bob

in the deep well
of your toothbrushing—bellwether,
your buttering

the toast. At least do something weird,
smear your invented yoga
across the Wednesday,
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