So easy to tough it out
searching for that heartshaped
tsunami like hand-carved flames
clinging to a lopsided survival intinct
& you want to lean over the piano
punching holes in the rain
knuckles of moonlight
street junk bingo
a seagull flying backwards
I waxed my board
I navigated the slanted pavement
I lit fires in the kelp grove
underwater with a homemade
banjo & a flashlight
sad like a broken wristwatch
I know so much about nothing
girls with turquoise lipstick
& names like Diptheria, Typhus, Encephalitis
tiptoe across my spookier thoughts
in rubberband bikinis