we eat acid &
strawberries &
butter in the cemetery, &
feed foxes lizards face first.
the candy-colored smoke don’t smoke;
sunstruck lomograph light.
her rollerskates are last to come off;
i go south on her body.
as bottlerockets,
we muse on stars & dark.
fire we carry.
go west young man: sell microwaves.
sell particles, pastes, & patina of ameri-cult & ooze.
seek effervescence.
want nothing but to get back to her poetry;
her warmth;
yet never do.
or do.
by manifest destiny: gold bricks & beer.
Mar 25, 2014
Mar 25, 2014 at 4:54 PM UTC
we eat acid &
strawberries &
butter in the cemetery, &
feed foxes lizards face first.
the candy-colored smoke don’t smoke;
sunstruck lomograph light.
her rollerskates are last to come off;
i go south on her body.
as bottlerockets,
we muse on stars & dark.
fire we carry.
go west young man: sell microwaves.
sell particles, pastes, & patina of ameri-cult & ooze.
seek effervescence.
want nothing but to get back to her poetry;
her warmth;
yet never do.
or do.
by manifest destiny: gold bricks & beer.
