my hands are shaking
and i haven’t known where i am since the 2nd grade
because that’s the last time a teacher
told me how to get to the cafeteria
in order to get some food,
but now it feels like i’m having to fend for myself,
you know, except with all the amenities of modern day living
to accompany my disillusionment
someone called the cops on me the other night,
so i got my cardio in the day,
but i still don’t know what i did wrong,
though that might be because i was incredibly drunk
off of moonshine that my cousin got me for xmas
a brazilian sailor sold me some coffee seeds
and told me to go plant them under the avocado tree
over the hill and past the trench
where nothing else grows
safe my avocado tree fertilized with coffee beans
Fred Aiken Writing 