gimme old songs
and new names,
my gilded children
will knife this time.
I don't want to live forever,
because that seems boring.
give me a sky jet
and a wolf,
then we will call the day
a piece of shut shit.
basketball shorts and business,
fade out for foreshadowing
and the library books are late.
brown oak, sugar,
and Audra Buynak,
run dumb and raw.
you are my love,
but you baffle me
last May.
swing true and free,
black kids, lightning,
orange friends,
drawing comparison
to endless love songs.
show me what you're seeing.