one drink will make this a situation wine
wine

Are you married, Detective Lewis?
The Port Aransas ferry sails in September
We can see jellyfish then
Along with the stars and the ferry itself

What with all this talk about some ferries
and jettyfish
who are you going to get to believe you
when you tell them you have the keys
to the rain

The caves where she was last seen aren't too far from here
We can dig her up by morning if we try
there, there
Sooner or later one of us must eat

one us would try dying
there left to die
we could cover the forest with her floor
the wind would hold what she said
for her own

good

bye

Pull the pen out and put the pen in
the vague wheel
tracing minds in your skiff

automatic weapons
do not rival
what is often misplayed for
two strum strum

two strum strum

two strum strum

four

I'm in love with love and bad poetry
Where ya been, Lee?
Where did my guitar go?
Where did my garage go?

I got the garage

lost the band

the drumsticks are
but just
not
the lights


Mary's not so crazy
and gone
is the sway
but still...
that vague wheel

let me roll it

nobody talks
like they do
in some
myrrh poems


spike
the dog
no you
didn't
read that
right

spike, THE DOG
don't spike the dog

spike the ball
spike them
all

what do you mean I didn't
reid it, right?

So you're a firefighter?
What do you make?

What do I make?

What do I make?

I make
holding your hand
seem like
the biggest
thing in the world
when I'm cutting you
out of a car

I make your children

breathe when they stop

re
post if, you know,
a fire fighter EMT or police officer

Did you just quote the Weakerthans

With God, anything is possible.

What the fuck is going on in here?

I miss knee tunes already

staying up here
when its digging in that I be wanting
but I stay up here
where it's cold and the minutes are long
longer and full of too much quite awareness
the warmth where I long
time disappears underneath

It's eastern time
and light rain
above me I do not sail
but pour
demons jingling tea
overrun to your advantage

scraps from scraping
these are the worst kind
I've ever seen
I'm grateful your face is a beacon
saving so brightly
my day as I walk into it

tomorrow

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