what is the sound of California brushfire burning your home?
ears snapping with erratic clap clap clap
neuratic clapping
or do you go deaf?
cold blood draining
ears to
protect you
a primitive pulse chasing flame incinerating
heat
softest blankets breakfast bowl and scratches
in the hallway
to ashes the embers
screaming up gods and billowing
demons crackle in a fireplace headstone
lone structure standing by
daybreak sunsoaked
signature elegiac rebuttal: you?!
are not in control.
bend bothknees to my Awesome Glow and go blind, mouth open.
MOUTH OPEN!
Like
Mine.
Be natural.

icaro there is no such thing as West