Monthly Archives: August 2011

stuck in reverse

Relax, RELAX.

You want your friends in the Kentucky Derby:
I remember a time when the cool kids (me)
went to tonight by accident,
making loud music and the summer unwind,
claimed the right to assassinate,
check and mate

and you’d probably agree you are already under my spell
we know you’ve been working hard, sleep ferries the sky:
put on 3D glasses and watching a handsome son-in-law
watching the helicopter reaches deep down
into your childhood

and makes you remember that everything
is a New York tragedy, trash in a
Chinese restaurant’s men’s room, apples
on the bed, stolen morning material,
and there is talk of no other options.