Once again I'm waking up
on someone else's sofa
joy mingles with self-loathing
dirt under my nails, shirt wrinkled
as I ooze cheap perfume

Immaculate remorse of somber thunder and burning clouds
above horizon inside a,
Scandinavian Godhead
descends

Lying down on dry grass
billboards and condominiums lures behind the eye
I look and they flicker into focus

Fiery furl up the forearm
places stigmata that deflects the dirt
collected from end stop to end stop
we hook up in downtown, lies down
in King's Garden

Sunshine licks and drools all over
my warm, blushed chins
and we share this intimacy born by caesarean

Fiery furl and hard wind
me and my friends blow dry kisses
onto summer
with dry lips and wry laughter
once again I fooled Life and snatched another day from it