I wake up thinking lists with my eyes still closed, I write lists in class between slides to stay awake. I keep them in the back panel of my notebooks, or folded in my wallet next to atm reciepts.
tonight we read the list of fines for the hall;
excessive trash,
beer cans in 5th floor bathroom,
burn marks on the carpet.

one hundred dollars for two lounge chairs in the elevator.
twenty-five for chocolate penis painted on circuit breaker closet door.

we thought that was imaginative, at least. it's poetic, I said, it's ginsburg. they laughed and we talked about cadence in the stairwell.

ash @ 9:54 PM