life’s a bro

and then you die

I like to lie

under 70s clouds

coked out of their gourds

republican piggy bank

butterfly assassin

wing bits

coagulate in grillwork

a little league field on fire

role model of alone

wake up

inside the radio

take the next ache

sleep like garden blood

it says in magnets

on the fridge

so I do

as I am told