Wolf Saint Motel

We are staying slugs
in one bedroom Worlds
somewhere where love
wrecked it all
with ropes tethered
to old tomatoes,
so, of course, they slipped

And now I am in the future
in a car,
and a girl in the car next to me
looks like you from the side,
but I can't see her whole face,
still did a double take.

You never wore your hair like that
and I am wasted but not that way,
just lost and pouring salt around
the perimeter of this fucking place
to keep the slugs in, us.