we are on the other side
of this life a touch screen (I wrote scream)
which is what
we should be
introducing counterfeit bills into a currency
of familiarity
I carry this cardboard
cut-out of Miley Cyrus around
because you never know
9/11 began the war
of images
[insert memory here]
we move
through life
gathering loss
like a moth
a winged-thing
bringing it
home this is about dust mutha fucka
I am not a
just some dude
with a smart phone
some time
to kill