wore the skin of a half million bartenders squirming without dermis southern Californian tragedy
on my walks I pinned flower symbols to firewood
I pleased the ant legions by duck-walking , laughing, the goof was ripe
shook their skeletal forelegs and easement designs struggle for dominance
mind’s eye the civil engineer pieces of detritus rot
birthed skyscrapers from beautiful vaginas
looped video and stitched through the head
“it won’t take long when they come with the fancies”
stricken from the erudite roles they were despondent
worlds dismissed to an unreachable past
luck’s an arrow shot at remembrance sole awareness nefarious plot
sacrosanct the worldly words used tickled your secure internal monologue
a saline fish caught in a freshwater waterfall
we cheered for Michael Jordan in the same bar that we learned of Princess Di’s death
writ large on exploding t.v.s the diviner of wisdom Ocean Beach
or having put Mountain Jam on repeat Friday night party jukebox terrorism