a red

spiral

bound

 

i rise like

nosferatu,

shed

sheets

and

plant my

earbuds.

pod

roots

grow,

potato

chip bry,

to distract

the mitote

like i’m

roky

erickson

trying to

catch

some Zs.

my

roommate

floats past

me like a

ghost ship

in the

dense fog

of an

infinite

dawn,

pours

himself a

cup of

yesterday’s

coffee and

disappears.

i sink my

teeth into

the neck of

my mug,

feed myself

an omelet,

wash the

dishes,

clean the

kitchen. a

masturbating

cat from a

magical

forest purrs

as i dispose

and replace

the coconut

substrate in

dostoyevsky’s 

tank, feed

him a handful

of hearts of

romaine.

i kiss the

good

detective

george

francisco

with plans

to punch

the clown

into a coma.

instead, i

experience

the

sartrean

absurdity of

the world,

squeeze my

teeth together,

feel my guts

touching

each other.

thunder claps

sarcastically,

it snows

outside and i

escape to the

cradle of

a digital

dystopian

future. i find

pastor’s

vestments

on a

bloated

glowing

ghoul in

cambridge

crater,

fast travel

to

sanctuary.

i build a

church in

an

eggshell

blue

abandoned

house with

three

even rows

of airplane

seat pews,

a short

wooden

stage, and

a white

neon

crucifix

at the

apex of

the roof

above

the door.

i dress a

settler in

the

aforementioned

vestments and

a militia hat,

equip a .44

hand cannon

and assign him

to a bar built

center stage. a

commonwealth

wasteland

approximation

of jesse custer,

my own digital

preacher.

i rearrange

refrigerator

magnets, mix

whiskey

into a

walt on

ice.

i dance

burning

sage

around

the room,

trace the

door and

window

frames.

then, in

bed with

a red

spiral

bound,

charcoal

argyle

socks

pulled over

black thermal

long johns

under fleece

covered in

burton era

batman

symbols.

fear puts

its

quarter in 

the corner

of the

screen,

clarity

does its

best to

make its

turn last.

distilled

spirits

possess

me and i

ride that

dead

horse

into the 

eclipsed

sunset of

a

dreamless

sleep.