Drinking a screwdriver from a mason jar
headphones sounding the currency of
dissolve dislove disown diversions
this is the real money that buys
"I don't give a fuck who knows"
or what words might be too harsh
we are coming home from the mystery
Sarah first
Travis next
& all of us
I can't help
but to think
each of us sitting in a quiet burn
each of us writing a truth of sorts
I close my eyes & know
we are not playing dumb here
we are talking at it
a caravan of poet family
or what I want to say is
we have a huge amount
of currency between us
we are $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$
if that symbol was what made us
feel things beneath our clothes.
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