Thursday, April 26, 2018

Nissan with Silver

today I drove weepy
through Arizona
I don’t think I saw anything
how did I make it
with the spikey branch stuck
in my periphery  
new cars get me
in Sims levels
of senses I slide
off the glasses
to see what’s clogged
like music up my nose
I sniff for the knob
and cry a little
I’ve changed
from wanting
to break someone’s neck
for being as sentimental
as me
to just weeping