shane
SHANE
by oscar smiles
came over today
told me how was it
told me ’bout pregnant canvases
and showed me some ooh lala pics
scars of resurrection one long spine stitch
klonopin claw NAH zeh pam
had a sweet palladium smell to it
stolen radials lots of foxes
deflated serpents and a fist bumping alias
I’d like to know how you came by my glamour shot. I thought my exe burned those damned things. You can keep it, just curious to know how you came by it.
For fuck sake. Is this poetry?
Where are the warts?
Where is the dance?
Oscar Smiles?
Is this the literary equivalent to Buck Cherry robbing Chuck Berry?
Am I writing stanzas as a comment?
Of course I am!