trail-blaze all the parking lot’s monumental signage
with the breath you carried here underneath your tongue
conquered silent, concrete island
big flourescent words
buzz me in to see you

ooze out of your sense of self, frying on the blacktop
lose your nose in traffic holes; cross against the red
buried mountain, corner fountain
soda spill machine
and this, my only dollar

this my only dollar bill shall not leave me wasted
rolled up on the tower steps like some peeling orange
arts & culture, dish-wash, chauffeur
it’s written on the windex:
Siegfried got a raw deal

sprinklers make their move at night, cooling off the phantoms
hop the wall and duck them all, stucco on my chin
never leave your A/C halo
hanging, muggers row
valley’s in the nineties

spill-proof carpet, shapeshift glass, inside-out apartment
place your hand in someone’s pool, let them pull through you
charcoal, sand art, vacuum, landmark
planes keep shoveling in
nowhere, any people