Astro Karma Superlicious
Rebecca Pinwei Tseng
Ambling around the apartment looking busy
like I’ve been beamed an enlightened thought
but really I am thinking about different cereals
and why cinnamon toast crunch is the best one.
This is what my body gets for signing up for life:
a billion useless arguments with myself,
like is my manager mad at me or does she remind
me of my mom. Like do I fear commitment
or am I just an aquarius. I don’t care,
I love astrology. I’ll give anybody money
to tell me who I am. I learned too early
some people offer love in cash and some people
don’t offer at all and we all have to do things
to get both. Even when we don’t want to.
I want to manifest everything
then never do anything again.
Like manifest being a good driver or getting
off the bathroom floor when I’m sad.
It’s tiring, committing to a higher self.
Quick, somebody touch me while I’m here.