OVERTURE: SOMEWHERE IN NEW JERSEY, 2009. IT’S A WEEKNIGHT IN AUGUST.
Your arms are sloppy around his veiny orange neck. They say the juice heads do it best, but he wouldn’t even pay for your funnel cake...
JAKE
A Total Schenectady of the Heart.
My transparent invitations via pop songs shouted hoarse/ summarized my status as an ill-tuxedoed groom
you+me+everything.
All I want is you (and me and everything.)
This Version is Slapstick
The driver goes—YOU NEED MORE CHANGE!
I Don’t Make Promises Anymore
you say i’ll go first if you promise to save me if i fall.
Shaun or Sean or Shawn says you're a great friend, 2006
sunken as a memory in the ember sunset / in that small place subliminal space in your head
Elephant Sinking Into a Mud Pit
And for two more days the rescuers try to drag out / the grey giant with ropes — to no avail.