housewife kafka

She drives to the hotel and there is no reservation
like some kind of monster from the abyss
so she goes to her church’s training seminar
with no home but total darkness, our universe
and she parks in the street but it is raining
seems much to bright. A sentience with a generic feeling of
and she forgot her umbrella. She finishes training
hunger now meanders from planet to planet. It understands
and comes back and her reservation isn’t fixed so they
all the intricate and horrible moving parts of working universes
find it and fix it. She goes to her room and there is no
and travels freely through them. It is looking for what
hot water. She gets her room moved to a different building
it considers to be its true offspring, a maleficarum of deep
and she locks her keys in the car, but can’t call triple A from
wrath. Barely above a man, but with power willing, sitting
the hotel phone.  She calls a towing service to unlock her car
serenely in a lost pocket of reality, waiting for some
and when she gets to the room there is no Kleenex
poisonous being to creep in and make it more
and she tells the hotel staff this in the morning
than it already is in terms of wrath and awareness
‘oh, the troubles I have had to endure’ she says
‘oh, the troubles I have had to endure’ he says