California Contra

Nobody knows who sent the meteor.

You were listening to Kylie in your bedroom.

I saw something important that I can’t remember—

a door into darkness, a kitten with a whip.

Let’s make a run for it

past the zoo, past the two Swedish girls

and the tree of insects, the mechanical bride;

I think about this more than I should

white Oxford shirt

blue jeans

pussy like a church basement.

The giant in my heart Has an eye for violence.

I’m opting out of informational calls.

Change the meta baby

let’s go tense and atmospheric,

lean into genre

space travel, colony world, California contra.

I like the nice

the Yes yass bb

the crater in your heart.

Pegasus

Let’s bait the drug

Set up shop 

Take the submarine to the Vineyard

and watch the sun 

roll down 

its J.Crew collar. 

The markets are up. 

There are plenty of helicopters

but little sense 

of direction.  

I’m burning bright 

with the effigy girl,

getting drunk 

in the House of Orange,

wearing Camo to the gym 

hot yoga

Let’s piss out the window 

Serve a reminder

I’m calling it 

a beautifully realized 

self-portrait of a man 

My biggest dreams are coming true

The angle of the dog

the hat 

and the tattoo 

on her foot

—so Zodiac

—so Ottessa 

—so 

Tbh

not everything 

can be 

measured 

or explained

like when death sticks 

its thumb up 

your ass

and it feels like 

the wings of Pegasus. 

Yellow Sands

One cuts, one butters

bank holiday drift with the fairy feller

Wait, we’re American

where’s the damn limo; how long were

you standing there

like a ghost waiting to be torn down

Pain is social capital

No, I don’t want to download the app

Just think

Nobody’s moving like Titania

I want her dress…. and hat…. and wings

A master stroke cleaves the nut

Sure, I thought my father

was the devil too

The sun wears pink at the murder trial—

a wink

and a smile

and the land is ours.