count out my emergency contact coins
with a steady adderall hand and a tremolo voice
laid out the spoils of an old testament war
well i was leaving for Seattle and i forgot my skateboard.
walk me to the train station
my anxious sweat will anoint
or, usher in the initial stages
of my pink hair ploy
my ring finger tan line choice.
we parted with a hug
and i waited for the train
that phone call from cait
was like a ginger soda to my brain.
went to take a shit
and that lady barged right in
oh, what that growler contained
each time i'd drop one in
i'd call out your name
walking down towards 35th North
what those coins became:
a skateboard that i bought that would carry my weight.
willow fly-catcher's song
won't you point,
to the Petro east of Kingman
i've got a squeaky CV joint.
when i was your lip balm boy
released July 24, 2016
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