horizon from the lakebed

crawling down the stairs
perplexingly excellent
leave me to the task

cinders burn and fade
by the fire pit in the field
camping trip hookup

in an empty room
eating the carpet piecemeal
inching down the wall

abandoning others
and then getting abandoned
assessing your worth

buried six feet deep
eaten by thousands of worms
shitted into dirt

swamp man arms hold you
complicated unicorns
guessing the outcome

breathe metallic air
sit beside the musty chair
fall in love with blood

cross examine me
there’s nothing wrong with my dong
the verdict is in

low quality life
disappointment forever
hate my guilty self

in flying machine
catapulting past my dreams
endless waterslide

continuously
getting manipulated
by my loneliness

exiting the room
cause you remembered that thing
hairy mountain bees

super 8 vision
elephantine sasskatoons
towering, lurching