Detroit, my lover,
no more commas.
My butterfly collection is full of rules. The Bible
sucks.
pancake breakfast
Boy Scout fundraiser at which seconds are not allowed
to fester. My uncle understands love. He understands
and even if they were, you wouldn't be able to prove it
The concept is simple, silly.
Squid versus whale.
The longboat is sending a signal to shore
I am sending a longboat for you.
Please climb aboard at your earliest convenience
and flop about on the lido deck.
Darling Detroit, I want to breathe you in
like high school jean jackets, like a girl's
banana clip, like the pink carpet in your bedroom you loved and are now ashamed of
My city. My cave drawings. My endless psalm for
because you spend time sleeping by bookcases these days.
I can't solve for x. I can't calculate
the distance between me and any city, between me and thee, the city you are