all those dates
-- weird the way myths have always reinforced and combated the hyperreal.
all those screenshots and toocool avatars
like bob marley playing from a youtube page
on a tv hooked up to a blueray player and
and a department store in wichita kansas
with kevin kidwell
or a steak n shake in ofallon beside the blockbuster
across from the gasmart
with my old friend who joined the marines.
-and so i think, all
the st louis anarchists
were out of touch
with folks who ride motorcycles.
somewhere the wolves are howling
in an unfettered wilderness. i know,
for i have been there.
ill text you soon homie,
-here we stand
like germs of wheat
blown by the wind.