HAZE.

 Flaming River Gorge, Wyoming

(headed south west)

Bare Skin & Sage Brush

The pungent fragrance 

lures her off the highway to heal.

It is there she'll shed her skin, 

ever so similar to the Prairie Rattlesnakes 

amongst her.

The heavy haze holding her spirit prisoner

is forced out with her clear mind,

As she transforms out of fine dust n smoke,

The desert haze knows to meet the horizon.

"we will shed many skins &a we will learn many a times"

-L

SCALLOPS & COHEN.

Belfast, Maine.

In the morning, 

Tessa eats blueberry ice-cream,

it tastes like shit.

we both agree.

New England & Lyme's Disease Fears

A Tic creeps toward me on the steering wheel, 

a scream turns to a swerve on Hwy 1

ashamed of my backbone

Acadias Dashboard mugshot, 

judges my distress

with her dauntless stare.

 In the evening, 

You cook me scallops over maps of Maine

12 scallops & 8 dollars later

we bump hips, 

occasionally stepping on toes,

propane stove.

In the Night,

you lay on the ground 

acting out "loneliness" by Leonard Cohen

three logs and sheeps wool starts the perfect fire. 

I still smell the scallops 

the cabarant is gone.

the empty liter sits beneath the bench,

in the rain.

The black book of poetry is wet, 

it doesn't matter.

All that matters are Cohens words 

he's such a smart guy.

The moose skull above our cabin,

makes me ponder life and death.

ROCKET DREAMS.

  Tennessee & side of the road abandoned amusement parks,

before the tourist hell hole I like to call Pigeon Forge.

You know, 

Mock titanic ships,

upside down haunted houses, 

Giant gorilla's scaling crooked towers with beaming red eyes.

I still think about this burnt red whip, 

but I doubt even the finest elbow grease of all my mechanic-man friends could get it's engine up and running. 

What I was more interested in, was the rocket ship. 

 After 9 hours or so on flat highway cut with corn, 

I would rather just dip out to the moon.

ANXIETY.

anxiety

noun  anx·i·ety \aŋ-ˈzī-ə-tē\

Never invited, 

always shows up.

wreaks havoc, 

 leaves. 

Nicotine & Jack prescribed by the local 

gas-station clerk. 

I wonder how he's doing?

such a well-versed, educated man. 

scaling stainless steel carriages,

only because we couldn't get the fuc*in car to start. 

BADLANDS.

HER BODY,

Was flawless.

When I saw her vs. the badlands

I saw Youth VS. Age

Each crack and crevice held a piece of preserved beauty.

And if you looked close enough in the trails of dust,

There was life & Death

I watched her pick at snails,

And hold the remains of what once was,

In her 23 year old hands.

 

When we left life had become more apparent,

She had aged that much more

And time was more relevant now than ever.

"Her body is not meant for perverse eyes but a mind able to breach a deeper sense of beauty."

THE ROAD.

THE ROAD;

 TRAVELING AMERICA (by car)

WITH JUST A MAP OF INDIANA.

..

dirt, dust, & 100 bags of beef jerky.