A post about change and the virtue of cleanliness.



Rockin’ Rockin’ Pet Store - the Mountain Goats

you hair caught the sunlight as you opened the door
and i’d never seen your hair looking quite that way before.
i heard the parakeets punctuate the moment with their
shrieks and cries.
i saw the reptile cages reflected in your blue eyes.
their green bodies conspiring therein
to form a separate universe where it was no sin
to want what i wanted right then and there in the pet store.