every breath was an act of faith . . . then Science Named The Invisible so heaven - why not why not why not ? all fingers crossed here in the fracking dust on the shopping berm all of us blind in the diamond mine
1. MARGARINE they carved their names in lime green margarine substitute hands too smart-phone-weak to work trees bark or the fenced off unfracked stone 2. SHOVEL DAYS cant grasp this knot cant undo it this clusterfuck bundle of fuckery and lemon lies i get my shovel and i grasp my shovel and rest its rusted tip on the soil too sick to dig ~ i stand there like a tree stands there times accident and design a noble nylon delusion barefoot and surreal on the crust of our earth - our lawn smelling the end days and the end days smell like rust and standing water