advil mental

it takes a year or two to
pop a pill or two
'round here. the frames of broken
windows rain from everywhere
and i sit on park bench waiting
come on, kick me out
so you kick in
i'll be a reliever, relieve everything
if you will dance, i will sing.

dulcet

came late to the party
abandoned mont saint michel
stony hillside lust and
ran across two lovers holding back
to back
top forty hits
bruises all over
told me to get over it, live it up