this time the night tried to save itself
this time the night tried to save itself
but it failed. and i watched
two subarus kill themselves
soiled napkins and barstools
became our notepads
then signposts and suburbs:
some coordinated conquerors? wear
havoc like a necktie
a narrative. our prerogative.
shine like a softmore, sell your
hate filled fakes and rhyme melodies
with mistakes and pacific
north gates. wait!
patent false and paisley praise
one in a million. choices.
sewer fog rising obscures
dumpsters and parking meters
scene: the same seen
set in forward, my one
eternal memory. choice.
or a trolley car missing or run
off track and timing must
be everything or else its
nothing and nothing is nothing
and if i were the right
doctor i’d have more ________.
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