crying out: “Candy Rain by Soul For Real”

5/9/18 1:29AM

mildewed rains tingle like chimes

in the skid mark i used to educate myself

stacks of cards, all turned

against me and i saw ancient specters

hell on amps and chimes in my ears again

do you, ever dream of

candycoated

RAIN

drops

smoke then sweat, sauna then misery,

slough sober kindness

i met a pizza chef named james

he’d lived in california

and now he lives in rochester

he seemed alright

if a little frightened

to be accosted so warmly

it’s a sore sight

to see fat napoleon

sneaking into your instagram

my waterloo is not

speaking too deeply

when it rains so shallow

putter patter split splat

then wait an eternity

and start again

water is cheaper than air

magical feel/good miracle product

spoken for my true followers

just drink water or beers

you’ll find lost springs stoking

in places without fires

or nigh a coal to warm

this place pulls words and grey matter with it from me

like splinters with an awfully dull

knife,

and raining froth

solidifying my jaws