break pome

but what about now/ overcast jet
water wick into cigarette butt
new lined papers getting a 30% reduction
well. that didn't make sense. cars cross the tracks
jumping jacks on a rattle. a while ago a train
crossed over, bells of saint doubting thomas.

thomas york works afternoons in anger management.
his wife's somewhere in penn state, making do on snow and croissants.
his shirts are often pink. he speaks with a clipped mouth
as if used to being background noise. i think of radiohead

and from there to you who are abscesses in today.
plural cuz i've lived a few times.