the rocking booths
of arcades.
rated: R, by pheromonal
happenstance.
inboxed: 17, at full capacity.
pacman & stale popcorn--
that gushes butter down
pipelined necks.
matchmaking with
Elio's pizza--dude!
an eighty-year-old strand
of hair.
dyed purple...too west for
its coast.
every jammed quarter's a
pit boss.
David Lynch banging his
57-Chevy fore-lock, against
glass that contains Wednesday's
bacon.
stealing out of the glass of
a corner store.
candy store--such betrayable
headspace, baggable sugar.
shoot...