Standing on the Nose in a Stylish Manner

                              The disembodied tango just
steps from the beach
              sunlight folded into a corner of the
inverted swimming pool
                                                above

                              Yeah, this is the drop edge of the world alright
                                                                you can dive off if you want

The soundtrack propelled by a psychedelic oom-pah
              punk mariachi band
but ethereal enough
                                                to keep your sunglasses on all night

                              litanies resigned
              to nickle & dime aloha bells
                                                otherwise delicately confused

You can shrug your hips
                              at passionate accidents
              aesthetically arranged
                                                beneath an off-brand palm tree stigmata

& every card you’re dealt
                              is the blank of hearts