DAYS UNDER FOG, NIGHTS ON ROOFS
MID-NIGHT STUFFING PILLOWS UNDER BLANKETS, DAYS OF WHEELS AND WOOD, NIGHTS UNDER FLUORESCENT BUZZING,  LIGHTING MATCHES FOR NO OTHER PURPOSE THAN TO WATCH STUFF BURN, WEARING THE SAME SWEATER YOU'VE WORN FOR A WEEK TIMES IN TUNNELS, RUNNING THROUGH HIEROGLYPHS SPRAYED ONTO THE DEWY GREY CONCRETE,  DOUGHNUTS ON THE PASS, BAG OF THEM ON THE WAY BACK, SPORTS MODE WITH THE ROOF DOWN, LIGHT-EYED BOYS, DARK-HAIRED GIRLS, HELMETS IN BUSHES, PIERS MADE FOR JUMPING NIGHTS COVERED IN SOGGY SALTED SUITS, NO LIFEGUARDS TO BRING ME UP, BALLS DEEP IN A WHITE RIVER PALE MATTE SKIN PRUNES, ABV FROM STREAM TO LIVER. ALUMINUM JEWELRY IN MY CIVIC, GREEN FINGERS, WHITE ASH, TIDES DRIFTING, 
BUT LIVIN’