New Poem

Sunday

I only ever feel powerful
when I type the words
“will understand” out
and watch the letters appear
on the screen, like a
new combination of
letters and words
that has never been seen
before. That I have
never seen before.

At these times,
invariably on Sunday afternoons,
I change the font size
to fifty, and consider
printing off two hundred
copies to hand out
to people or to tuck
into their pockets if
their hands are already full.