Tomorrow, the new vial of snake oil to sell. have such a great merrily in,

it’s still like a huge lake is still, lake superior, deep the dark of week

slough off another snakeskin. have another day— but only a bit,

woke up & immediately got high on one foot in the grave of the new regime,

it’s still like a huge lake is still, lake superior, I am the king and the queen.

soft—sit here all day, relish this new beginning. Trainwreck shape in the hunch,

a lack of space in the corner. Maybe & spirit lifted above the ceiling

and here the womb in which live— love this life.

it’s still like a huge lake is still, lake superior, tan’tien is collected

float now near the christmas lights which twinkle so

a deep shadow, only a pool It swishes breath. The room is dark