jb hang in there they said, 4 days later
jb deteriorating in real time
jb took a nap because the clouds came back
not physically but across my mind
I really fucked up this time
ate two poptarts and felt sick
walked out to get a drink
everyone plus one is out
at picnic tables
under an awning
in the sun
fixing cars with the hydrant on
listened to the same space needle song 4 times
makes me think of myself
myself at 15 myself at 22
here I am now still being less than that
everyone walks on by
facetiming behind shades
passing through and away
grocery bags beach chairs holding hands
lead by exhausted dogs
6 packs and cases
these two drinks are for me and no I don’t need a tray
the sun punishes me
the drinks taste like gas but slide down like purified water from a crystalline planet
what did you do this summer
how about this for a life
I’m here every day
one way or another
looking around for someone who won’t show up
so I light another one and wait
until I feel sick all over again
jb just a sentimental slug
🐦 crack the moon shadow, store it in ur bellybutton, eat it tomorrow morning like a bowl of dry cereal.
jb making mistakes
eric rearranging dust motes for money and feeling bad about it
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