Menu + Repairs

Bambi’s Menu:

Barbeque everything
Pulled pork barbeque mush
Chunky barbeque chicken
Bark-beque slender pork strips
The same can
The same bowl

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I cannot do home improvement
I can only do home un-improvement
Every project I begin chipping away
at the very definition of being a home
There is no longer a kitchen sink
What remains is laid out inside a stencil
Our mind sees like the bones of a dinosaur
pieces related but disconnected
THIS IS A FAUCET
Eight inches at the bottom
of the bathroom walls is stripped away
patchy and exposing the old yellow paint
a pinstripe of ambition and inexperience
The dryer now dries and roars guttural
louder than a construction crew
echoing their machines off the glass walls of the city
inside a monday morning
Small parts of the ceiling bulge with plaster
from punched holes or old light fixtures
the lump sanded and painted
like a makeup pimple
unnoticed until it isn’t
The front yard a cleared workspace
a raw foundation of possibility
to build upon, waits in the rain
pelting pock marks into the grassless facade
What is done is done and is unbuilt
and cannot be undone
As such, I keep pulling nails and loosening screws
waiting by the grace of god for some solution
to fall from the clouds and stop me

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What do we need for a house?

What functions are needed our hearts
still beating steady between walls
that connection or is the condition that
when we eat the food together
the spoon still chimes against my teeth
is it power or water or a lean against
a mortgage for a piece of land
unsalvageable to the owners