Ranch Poem – “Vertigo”



Fuck the quick-fix, the blood
payment. The humping dog can’t
be partial. My body won’t decay,
I’m invincible! If I don’t worry,
then it’s no worry.
What stupidity–
yet to be annihilated or beloved.
Colorless breaths froth and
trickling down my cortex
are keen echoes.

Blue sky. Orange storm imminent.
But oh! What a fibber!
I try to imitate its brightness
and night
trips on its face
right in front
of my knees.
or Chinese green tea?”
And here
I am blowing my brains out!

If Spring was a man
I’d make it prepare
an itinerary. A girl near me
is certain of her “screwed up
head.” East meets West.



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