STILL


a friend just texted me asking if i knew anyone
who wanted to buy weed


i am something
please something me


i have never met you and i talked to you
and then i felt bad when i couldn't talk to you


what i want what i want what i want
a slice???????


an unmoved moment where somebody says
are you in love


with someone
the moon


sinking under the current of the Platte R.
sinking in the sand of the dead river


we haven't had an inch of rain
all the grass is dead


when was the last time you thought winter is ok
because i don't see through a vortex


because my skin is untouched
i am lost to the idea of finding anyone


used to think about driving into trees
i have never crashed on purpose


i am afraid of brusies
i am afraid of my blood spilling


my face slid across the sidewalk
one time i dont think i mentioned


your neck wrapped around my neck
my mouth up against your ear


i am telling the story of my empty home
the lost dog or the dead dog or


i miss my dog and i miss my family
before everything blew up


before i got this job in an office
before i grew so tired


i don't drink every day
and i don't want to be pulled down


into the water
with water all around me


i can't swim i am telling you
but my voice sounds like


bubbles