sometimes I cry violence

I remember my adolescence,

the quintessence of acquiescence,

accuse my essence,

excuse my evanescence -

I soar like a luminescent goose,

with sled screws bruising the head of moonlit spruce,

drinking like a noose on my neck wrapped loose,

in addiction and substance abuse,

pour a little something extra in juniper juice,

commute from a roof butte through a chute,

covered in soot, owl hoots and arm tattoos -

of cruise missile and kangaroos,

I break roos out of zoos with clues and coups,

the bamboo canoe bombs better diffuse