Food Poisoning

Between my cheeks
is a
Georgia O'Keeffe painting.

No Hash Browns

the only thing keeping me dry
is niggas going to do what niggas do
sleep alone tonight
or maybe not.

Spring tastes like
all kinds of
second opinions but
I have something to say about
green greens
you play to much videogames

sometimes I want to tell you
you have fancy cheese in your beard
and it's gross.

But I don't and the window
does its thing and birds fly into it
and its hilarious and really
I'm down to laugh with you
about it.

Ode to Havoc 2 (light)

I was once a son
brilliant and bright
and with all my might.
I put water in a bucket
that had a hole and to this day
say
fuck it.
i had a job and a purpose but I can't
help but look at the persons up the wall.
Take a day off
some time
and listen to the squall.

Return of the Mech

shuffle down the street and coming in to focus when
a shot rang out in the dark.

thoughts escaped in the flash of waking's daze
and i looked up with a cold start.

i said to this girl what you doin out here
way out and alone beside the park.

she spoke i was looking for a spark to me
and maybe a little something to smoke.

i said i've got a little something to toke
but maybe you and me can take a walk.

i got a pill that'll make you sleep and dream
but its far too cold for standing still.

come with me and we'll drag our feet
til we forget where we are,

let's watch our words turn to steam
and roll our eyes at the stars.

she said i don't know, but i need to go
back home where my dreams dont grow.

where things are exact and not quite what i need,
but i know that the shadows dont breathe.

i said that's alright, walked further into night,
and laughed at sirens passing me.

it wouldn't be the last time into the park
to kick stones up High River trail.

it wouldn't be the last time i saw her twist in the wind
on her way out to sea with no sails.

the city is only so big,
a junction yard with but so many rails,

we've only got so much work to do
and but only so many lunch pails.