Guadalajaramix2

I just caught a rabbit She said From a dream Ahh jus bit ya A somnambulist Clutching a pilot G5 (Ballpoint pen) It's a lot of snow for April But wet and heavy And Melts in patterns I had so many cups of tea and wrote all my poems in another language She'll say music is the air he breathes If I'm lucky A dead dog on a spit Legs flailing glacially, flopping lethargically, dropping as the thing spins I'm sunk into this foam Seeping blissfully through pores Absorbed into It's all about having the same conversation with as many people as you can Fear of running out Foro ha ha ha The left side of my mouth is dry I've got a sore The left side of my body is paralyzed It's slinking down my throat Headed for the heart the aorta and the valves Trying to overload them Needles pointing past the line Like engines on old ships We want to see amputees fucking We want to see sunlight come through an easy rain Beams impregnating falling droplets with a spectrum A stunning prismatic explosion The whole air shimmering with emotion