You listen to as many
Songs in the world as you can.
Painting by flower
And flame thrower
War over cartoons
And collected advice columns
We don’t like the same things
We prepare for battle with television
We train with meat
We make up meaningless
words like enemy
And freedom
We reward ourselves insane
for picking the Most cotton
We mix gin with the roots
Of our rocking chair
We slice pie with the blood
Of lost pets and
Killer whales
Forever in search of
The philosopher’s stone
Leasing a sea of tax revenues
And clothes hangers
Harvesting eyes
For the winter
Vacationing off the coast
Of a set of headphones
Governed by alchemists
And magicians
Turning the crank
Feeding pigeons
Voting for dollars
Washed play sand
Repackaging and
Uncovering
Fans
Sisters and brothers
Subjects
We are all in this
Seventy percent
Mystery
Together
Beef Jerky Clouds 