caesar dressing tell me how to eat mania. to take it in. i ride my boat onto the shore of a plastic island & say, "i love you so much." piranhas swarm like school girls. pigtails & purses & sitting alone at the lunch table where demons gather & tell me i am visible. lately i have considered exiting only between the prongs of a fork. wearing an ice berg. fill my pockets with anchovies to free in the bay. saying, "go be homeowners." their eyes staring back at me. shredding moons for fringe. the fish are a universe. i am just the digital pasture flooded by cream.