Ewen Glass

Turning up the volume on my rain app to drown out the rain

My yard's motion-activated light is trolling me; nobody wants to
be winked at when they're trying to sleep.

I’m emotion-activated, I say lightly when what I really mean is:
how can we be expected to stay in our bodies

when our chests are all thrum and polyester billow? Rain on a
tent. Choose a scientist at random and hold it close;

it can be your support scientist, tonight, anytime. Copernicus. On.
Copernicus. Off. Copernicus. On. Copernicus,

convince me I am the earth and not the sun

so I might turn over and get to sleep.