and now

championing a
broken system
passes a law
makes thinking
a felony
a prison on every block
armed babies
waiting
to overthrow
this

someplace

lacking obedience
reclaimed idealism
resetting your will
a brain
as god drives
a bobcat
takes off her helmet
finds a cigarette
to smoke

may we all arrive

the search

prays for the past
imagine’s
someplace special
specific
completely incompetent
withholding empathy
relaxes in the comfort
of contradiction

one world
all it ever was
a globe
drifting
in mind and space
looking
for astronauts

sometimes

that is
what a good friend
does

ice cream and candy

would fall in love
with
ice cream and candy
the woman on the moon
the rocket
that brought me here
to escape gravity

threw it up
it didn’t come down
drank
from an empty glass
used a hose for ideas
remained strapped
to a chair with a reading light
was set
just unprepared

for your love

wanted

to tell you this
when you called
don’t need the chill anymore
bought a sweater
a thick coat
and a memory of the past
now
ready for tomorrow
wherever that leads
the way I feel about you
you will never
know

catch

bamboozled
describes yesterday
And today too
just not tomorrow

A poster child for loneliness I
believe I
saw you on a milk carton
my joy and sorrow

various states of inebriation
the moon was out
and it was Christmas

the thing is I
never drink milk

someday something will happen

so
throw me a fucking bone
I’ll play catch

must you

took a picture me
sitting in the cockpit
nervous about to hit the
button that says
launch

went to the university

according to science
according to the training
manual
take the bus
to a job
nobody has or wants

energy efficient alcohol
now finally sold in
va

see you tomorrow everybody
maybe

increasing clouds and showers
high of minus seventeen

where do I live
and where do I get carp
the lovely fish that
no one seems to want

so thrilled so collaborated
took 2 minds to figure
I’m out

own

on the road
to stupid
jack
finish the story

in
the land of promises
milk and honey
toast with jam

paying
for the sins
you committed
when
I have my own

candlelight

defines ageing
a symptom of life
ends up shoeless
with a collar
on a leash

difficult to communicate
a reliable connection
light out
turns on a switch

lives off pills and
science perpetuity
age 24

all that money
making you foolish
burnt when it got cold

and there is more
there is
always more
or less

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