It felt as
though I was reliving the
chord
changes of Lou Reed’s Sweet Jane
Chalk
it up to nerves & a feeling for
dark
corners where there aren’t any
I’m assuming it
was systemic
as
it lead to all kinds of fancy slide-step action
while
wearing a lucha libre mask
&
4 bald tires & a leaky fuel pump later
it
occurred to me that I may have only been
experiencing
a flashback
The hot wind from
inland was dry & scented w/ozone
like an old
library copy of Pliny
