LETTER TO THE EDITOR
Too many rounds of buzzword shots.
From the rafters the every move of a socius
Looks kinda pulmonary, but really
“Really.” Proof of life in the land beyond the parking lot,
And you said no?
The dog loves the headphones you got him
But has decided he’s a cat,
Tonight I’ll decide to decide to decide to decide
Crossing on the light’s
The wait staff minus one takes a lunch of greens
In isolated bubbles the way Boston recorded each guitar part
“You’re absolutely right”
“But it’s complete bullshit.”