on the fly poem for G.M....

Is There Any Difference Between Treakers And Cranksters?

for Gina Myers

"I'm a dangerous man with six different spellings"
lead me back to Walnut Creek or
writing those whom you love are often feverish
send them to class and hope for his
sweating chest made him cold
at the jeep he hallucinated three
or five history teachers humping on about
Nasa for a few glamourless seconds

about the bag or a lightbulb
hollowed out in love despite
his unreasonable love for Stargate SG-1
and the blue leaves he watched in the
backyard for comfort as
he stole tiny plastic viles of air
to fill with "Paz" in his pocket
and someone maybe told me his dad
owned a gun store as smoke like
cotton filled his fan and smelled
like a sweet refinery outside of town

...currently listening to Blondie Parellel Lines...