Good On You

Not so much ill from
but ill for
There's a melody that reminds you
What freedom was supposed to bring
smells like wet moss
or Kate Moss
or something in between

There should be horns and synths
but it could just be fault lines
in which case
Small upright and shaker
does just fine
Limoncello after
satisfaction left on cutting board
or cutting bored
or boring cut works just fine

Don't be impatient
all encompassing anxiety of death
will encircle you too
Moving past that
is the greatest aperitif
You can believe anything
on parchment or otherwise
A hefty sum of parts
truth serum and messiah particles
or messy articles of incorporation
business in the front
parity in parts back before time

I flung it against the wall
this is what we get
Remember when we wanted
Someone screamed for sugar
Another ran for cream
It was crazy
I'd never seen anything like it
except for mass shooting news coverage
Where dessert forks
bent from intense heat
lay cripple
causing flat tires
and station to station chaos
Or Kate Moss

Then remember something else
a folding chair badly beaten
A deflated anything
Shoelaces replaced with gummy worms
and a rainbow flavored push pop
That taste
is the same
good fortune
and peat bog
Definitely getting a good run
Without getting flattened
Marginalized
or better yet
Caramelized