JENNY MCCARTHYISM



away from Omaha & October & the waves
gone my exploding heart
worry moves the machine parts
peddle kindness my great going
burnt money & stacks of stuff
splash my face against cement
splash my gasoline suit w liquid courage
i am blue flame or mostly water
the god damn greatest swing
trans-american lucid bursts
joy held under my gorgeous armpits
i smell & reminded me of young me
remember the quiet jokes of age
i am still not ready to be beautful