[dead man]

hi

i keep recollecting a time. snowbank brown leather recliners
fireplace ember embrace. greystone paperweights and porcelain china
mirroring myself inside the face of whoever
fry my flesh in furnaces to make me remember
wake me up for September i've got matches to smoke
notebooks full of prophecy and baggies of dope
pop the skin like plastic wrap and fasten the rope
meet your master, approach. wrist clench your vascular. choke
molecule host, petri dish. protozoa divide
let it die or press your fingers to your neck for a pulse.

dm