TWELVE O CLOCK HIGH

time wraps around noon

like a racecar drifting

& i lean into it
into the tip of time

stereo up

windows down

twelve o clock high

~

& the sunlight

round beechcombe

flashes on the wrecks

in the park

that dared once reach 

for a kingdom

& that podium champagne

CONSUMABLES & CONVENIENCES RANKED

 

hot coffee

(strong & black)
hot shower

(with a fresh shorn head)
the cheeseburger

(with bacon)

juggle podiums in my mind

now that
cigarettes (marlboros camels luckies) 

& 

whisky (any)
are

disqualified 

&

relegated

to the 

naughty step

r i p

yes