gasoline was at six fifty
for a car that barely drives
that rains inside
usually seats strangers
that smoke that have to smoke
as the wipers sway across the windshield
not doing what i proposed
then unremembered
my tired face buried
in the pillow case
water
there is none around me
none raining inside
none dancing down glass
i need a drink
of water

sitting in a sea of robots
all facing the same way
vacuuming through bags and bags
of morbidly buttered popcorn
looks of scorn
as i squeeze by to my seat
all of them critics
opinionated inappropriately
entirely unnecessary
crunching and rustling until
the credits roll
paying too too much
for so so little
the smell of age and ignorance
to my left
the energy of youths inattentiveness
to my right
i find myself in the middle
curtains

secrets stifle silence
secrets seed selfishness
sound stops silence
selfishness sells souls
souls seeking serenity
sense and simplicity
set sail by searching
searching for songs unsung
sights unseen
sentiments unspoken
since simple souls seek simplicity
so, single souls seek solitude
seek safety seek solace

this mother ******* feeling
has to be called something
that feeling a sudden rapid rush of heat
surging
through your arms
your legs
the back of your head
you feel completely off balance and absolutely centered
your fingers tense up and your palms begin to sweat
but only a little
this is not fear. nor anger
this is something else
something that makes your heart beat
briskly
you can feel the rhythmic pulsing
pulsing
through your throat
your temples
its the feeling of being poisoned, or shot up
the feeling comes and goes
one as quick as the other
it is a fleeting fascinating feeling.

I saw a chariot
with the mare in it
making a man carry it

I saw Marie Antoinette
  and Judas Iscariot
abdicate an abortion
because they weren't married yet

I saw aunt Harriet
barreled over bones in a casket
gasping
begging them not to bury it

I saw words on a page
  that made no sense
I saw leopard prints
I saw tents with tenants
  unable to pay their rents

this heat
will beset you from behind
with a bear hug and a kiss
on the back of the neck.
the only solace: a simple osculating fan
that blows warm air
for the very blades are hot to the touch.
this heat
this shimmering sweltering ray of fire
will find you
hide inside inshade
as the endless dust of the desert
leaves no place unsettled
this heat
finds its way to you
prayers of darkness: feckless
as any terrible thing
this heat
will linger long into the night

when it comes to hearts
open closed broken in any case
an ace
when it comes to calling
a ***** a *****
i am king
when it comes to diamonds
there are plenty of queens
looking for a bigger one
when it comes to clubs
thats just the place i
do not want to be, jack
yet it always takes
a joker to fill house
and hand