i want to smoke meth with you
i am not good enough
my chest hurts like a dinosaur in tar
and you are not good enough
i have seen you at night opening jars
and emptying them onto the carpet
let’s shave our eyelids together
if you fill a space jam sleeping bag
with wet dog then ok that is ok
i want to raise dinosaurs
from birth to death with you
and i want my tyrannosaurus to eat your pterodactyl
i want your pterodactyl’s blood
on my tyrannosaurs’ mouth like lipstick
i want my tyrannosaurus to cry above your dead pterodactyl
and if all the kids are huffing gas
then we could huff gas too
and if all the kids are striking matches on their tongues
then we could do the same
i want to know if you feel phantom vibrations in your pocket
when your cell phone is turned off
and when you look at the sky is it blue
or am i just an asshole who jumps to conclusions
maybe it’s all red and purple like a battlefield on a glacier
and that battle is still being fought
with names disconnected from actual lives
have you tried the burning soap
don’t use it - it burns
i’ve thought about it and i think that maybe
it’s like this because i’ve made it like this
it’s like you are standing above me
and you are wearing the evening news on your body like burns
like your stock has gone down and then up a little
your trade agreement with china has fallen through
you have drowned off the florida coast
while saving your four-year-old son from a riptide
you have defeated the lakers 92-87
you are good weather
you are rain in late august
followed by a cool day
and you have given back to the community
thank you for your service
you have used the burning soap
and it burned you real bad
and you are here and so am i
and so many things make sense
but what doesn’t make sense to me
is how did you get here
and what have i even done before now
-Daniel Bailey
