Sunday, January 24, 2021

Through Intersections

 

I dip by Caprice a leftist working his wheel—to stab further hitting Sunset to meet southern care. sworn in deaths momma’s son as bled dry—replaced with ice a slither of light a gate on frontal lobes. a camera flashed a Daisy laughed the droptop kept rolling. soda pop for winning an iced drink for drifters a cigarette for the uninformed. enjoined for success charged by lightning at a bar resisting. I hit the door, a Jewish location, Love bought drinks … a blast a swoosh something deliberate. so much an unction so little metaphysics where a few know my identity. by seat of souls by a need to pursue where a few are on parade. I laughed, it was funny, Love had ideas. such company to fly where we just by sun. such a chameleon so dedicated, surefire into calamity. facing cirrhosis those tiger eyes those jaguar fingers. a panther bite, a jackal’s grin a hyena’s smile. so confused where it meant science while most have an issue. sailing down Crenshaw I pass an old house the corners are desolate. pupils dilated floating to a Cal State I exit Bellflower. a soul at a stop to purchase a snack decided on a Burrito—those feelings smelling like perfume, but what the hell! so tailored such a view where most pass her by. “Just try, Love. Honor a green light.” she passed on by. indeed, looking clean, but smelling funny, plus, eyes glossy. a cold truth, we enjoy liquor, but refuse something liquored up. I hit class, so much dynamite, a bit nostalgic. some need life, others need a person, I needed an exorcism. Love was popular, a European Cheetah, I asked a few questions. softer into tender, such oxygen, a soul is a bear. a shower such giggles to arrive at an exit. too delicate one is seduction while Love just called last night. if it feels complete, we make it whole, another sandwich for a reason. a picture here a photo album while they love to gander. coregent souls or anxious people while it must be mine. so much deception, especially, to begin with, no one knows those last sessions. by wreckage to adore, so shapeless to adore, while stopping was never his agenda.       

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