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midnight creature or big boy preacher?
party time down at the drive-thru
go and catch ourself a double feature
mix pieces of us with parts of you
we call these simple protocols procedure
for patching this punctured inner tube



calaverite palaver right
worst secret that we leaked tonight
fiber blown loose and fancy free
no limits to Gore's cartography
in quantum cryptoinformatics-speech
the library of Alexandria is a mouse's squeak
walls come apart in wind and time
we'll be waiting at the lines



we'd love to make a little shack
a burro, guanacos, perhaps some traps
catch some trout down a creek, switch back
Andean life? we'd take a crack
write some poems and break our back
at altitudes too high for rattlesnakes
spires like teeth — the horizon's breaks



truth is harsh but it soothes our soul
slick and right like an organ filling a neat hole
tuck it in be more functional
proceed in gratitude to fore
if that was grating we want more
in a razorwire-shrapnel ensemble to die for
we'd tango through glass on a sandpaper floor