tonight the snow played cricket violin

over-stuffed situations
crazy cats
and misinterpretations
energy absorption
spreading thin
weak with wine
Smiths and red heads
tabbing
on Saturday night's time

portraits of
introductions rung
over
and over
ears of grade school ghosts
glad
glad she left
with bitch on her tongue

co-working
music men
sulking in loss
afraid of committing
to the kids
and their costs

rock stars and ravens and rain men and rot
walking straight into the beat of free thought
framework and wellness and friends free of want
all in need of a soul they can taunt

it’s good for us both
that we stay where we are
cause the chaos we’d bring
would travel too far
and as frogs we will leap
from glass to glass jar
fucking eachother
in a game under par