When they went to the beach there was nothing left
Everyone was there
They ate the life from The Sea until it became an ocean to cross
Othersided we walk
You’ve seen the pathways
You have run upon them
not on them.
can’t have them
Above and beyond is not always open and wide
Vacuum clean imagined futures until hypothetically palpable
Climb a tangent until you broke the branch
Break the branch off
Is dinner over.
May I be excused?
Curtsy like the facetious fuck that you are
Slightly pulling skirts up can be believed courteous while known to falsify the norms of courtesy
Breath into a brown paper bag insulated by plastic
Suffocated life as an orange dripping juices
Spangle the banner
Right until seeing stars,
Up above what?
that’s a good boy
Do unto others as you’re told to do
Because I said,”so”.