January 9, 2025
Poetry
Jumpscare

after Gram & Emmylou I saw my devil he had a beer gut and an erection. I saw my angel she had a beer gut and a harp. I saw my garden flowers and flowers with thorns. I saw my crown of Valium and bourbon. Like Jesus but more fun. Like Jesus but holier because we can touch. I saw my deep blue sea oh, man! I saw my God Complex not sustainable.