I’m dreaming
of mixmaster highways
he crumpled a piece of paper and let the wind carry it out
flying over the highest bridge
I watched and climbed out the window
fuck him I don’t believe in the devil
of drowned cities
jumping impossibly from rooftop to rooftop
it was the most fun
I tried to feel sorry
secretly happy
even as the wave came
and took out my favorite
of planes crashing into icebergs
empty but for blue carpet
tan walls
white ice falling onto the ocean
with whales and wolves
leaping like dolphins
I knew it was the end
I could have stayed there forever
of towers crumbling over me
ground falling up as I hang on in a red London bus
Keanu Reeves in Calvin Klein
painted on the tallest building
I prayed it would stay up
even as I died
he was so beautiful
the inside of god’s mouth
looks like a chapel carved out of mud
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