odds
are against you
the secret of business
exposed

here to buy
get sold then
buy some more

in a cornfield in DeKalb
takes us back to
an era made of iron
and stone

what it represents
heritage
unsatisfied
with lust

we love you
remember that

all about terror
all about the
generation
are you having
a good day

sorry
we fucked it all up

that morning
as all the kids
went off to school
mom went to work
dad stayed home
to masterbate

the world
was about to change

just another promise
kept
then broken

get faith
and rejection
paintings in lieu of
maps
choked ideas
mouth’s full of
plans

not much
is all I know

suppose to eat that
reject rejection
wait
relapse
create a bluebird
become a pink flamingo

never
going
to do that
again
sleep
in the thrill
of vomit
linked to lettuce

drugs for drug
complications
a hat for mars
x ray sun glasses
your life of crime
and ownership

this is not a painting
it is a memory
a breath taken
a life of
intimate knowledge

afraid of silence
to many ghosts
to many whispers
palaver in an empty
shoe

this is the food we eat
the liquid we drink
the ideas we digest
got to taste
remarkable

then chickens
showed up
let’s
eat an egg

gathered together
in a room
full of urgent
left there to cry

ending
with a pretty plate of
alone

guessed left
took the road Tahoe
ate a watermelon seed
called that equivalent
still here while
trusting concern

always
back to no
success
is everywhere

you win
u did it

drunk half the time
the other half
filled
with laughter