a midnight stop around the Sun
-Burgers and Milkshakes

we bow down to distraction
some kind of appetite

nothing lasts for very long
except the hunger to live.

There’s a need for severe repetition
And when objects are out of position
A ritual practice
Restores the exactness:
Obsessive compulsive condition

It's 3 a.m.
Just like yesterday
dangling under the sword
of Damocles
Just wondering
Will it take a lifetime
for the thread
to break

Birds don't fly they are flown
And fish don't swim
They get swam
There's a predestination
In all that we do
You'll see that when
Your race gets ran

It's a game written
So long ago
Way before
The big bangs afterglow
Unknowable programmers
Laughed up they sleeves
as they piled on
Unlimited code

But in the end you will be set free
As the electricity drains out o thee
And binds itself
To the omniverse
Recycled
So efficiently

when all else leaves
the monsoon doesn’t.
in the absence of
the world, I smell
july in the breeze
coercing me gently
like a grandmother
with a treat
when my eyes dart around
and I’m too blind to see
when all else leaves
the monsoon doesn’t
like a friend from sixth grade
peeping through the front door
with umbrella hands
and puddles for feet