the trick is falling

tweed jacket that smells like dust

bunnies hiding beneath the bed

spread honey lemon mouth wash

puddles like acid rain rusty like

broken tires rolling from the icy

dashboard littered with lights

out blue grey shark swimming

pool of garage soaked oil cans

labeled poison so drink me down

town blinks with two fingers

pressed against my eyelids warm

fire crackling underneath my feet

just air

sneaker laces tied around my neck

lace strung flesh to web like beads

of sweat racing down the highway

wired and dusty and lost and fast

forward facing blink until we jump

just air