Glocca Morra Railing
Denial.
Denial.
Planned hard into my skull.
The hand unfolds but I can’t read the cards.
I need the shades pulled down.
Be careful, or wasteful.
You can not fall apart if you don’t waste your time on
this or art.
You want the shades pulled down?
Let’s all draw straws.
See who has the most intentional flaws.
I’m betting that mine is the shortest of all.
Let’s all do drugs.
Everybody fits like a transient glove.
Everybody wants somebody to love.
Don’t you want somebody to love?
