obsessive

I have been thinking a lot about skateboards and literary magazines.


I feel overwhelmed by my obsessions,
walking slowly,
the ground a point of interest.
Two feet in the square,
one long stride one short.

I saw this smoothie/organic resturant that the delivery people rode skateboards.
I got an application, but I already have an awesome job.

Maybe if I had three jobs I could buy a skateboard.
But when would I ride it?