Black Coyotito

Arrive 3 AM in lost hour

Corn dogs baked (crucial) less sleep and early wanderings. Taking

Longer to forgo eating on some time of vision hope

the kind you always find on the floor

where its spicy /dude/

you fall \rides\

where its good /kitchen/

we brawl \bike\

To come across

To peak into

One other layer of happening, to see who else is around.

HeadQ on the porch. Urology my (poopy)=Priam panties. Fuck the Chevy. Now the Chevy

Defeated Gravity. I have been equalized.

Finally we saw the animal, down and now looking back.

“black coyote…

but only one kind for one minute.”

“Did you see the shark living upstairs? Ra-ra!”

5 hours later did you see what happened?*

Behind the eyes, tentacles like the tree across the street stuck to the glass. Slapped across your fish like a wet Cincinnati dread lock spaghetti piled on some skyline like a single pour of concrete. Dressed down how we like it.

*Hat lady was in love with me. Can't blame her with a perfect hat filling head like this one I got born with and grew on. Plenty of Bloo ice cream, beer, and waiting too long between haircuts takes care of all that goodness.