Holding sunshine
Blissful days were
Everything feels plasticized
Like lips pressed against yours
Like hips pressed against yours
Like you’re need to feel
And to Novocain the rest?
Well, I remember swallowing bullets
And the slow release inside my belly
An explosion of joy. I remember how
My sunshine has always been synthesized,
Processed, packaged, and sold with a smile
From a mouth missing more teeth
Then the dreams I wake up from.
