BADGER
it was't the rotting chest wall or saving food too many months
that made him drunk
he was fine swallowing moon beams and sun beams
on his own
he was known for crying in public
or removing his lower jaw at the hinge
so he could swallow his own self
after acting quote unquote a fool
her lower jaw never seemed to move
it was all in the lips
slowly pulling away from snow capped mountains
the way you eventually see them as you get closer to colorado
or call her colorado
or call her new york city
or call her back
because you're too high on hydrocodone to realize your phone is ringing
or your skull is ringing from high speed collisions
and that chest brain of yours went splat
against its rib-skull
so i think for once with a real mind
get so nervous even when you're not around
want to make sure i think the right things
want to make sure i can dance to any song
in any club
in the entire universe
like sisqo's famous thong song
or any remix of the thong song
even total silence
while i pop and lock my jaw
leg in
leg in
torso in
arm, arm
neck and head
me inside of me
talking quietly about what i miss
about not being chewed
up
up and away
06 August 2011
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