wiped 1 social media account to redirect its aim,
however screenshots of the former content now
has me drowning in digital minutia. 20 pics here.
hardly the tip of the iceberg. iceberg lettuce. let
us pray to a rolled up metal door that's real. tues-
day the sixteenth. drowning in the swimming pool.
you're the one to watch us fall. crawling out the
ice cream truck. listening to windowlicker. riding
in the rain again. party on or stay inside. i can't
remember the rest of the poem but i know it ends
w/ have your cake & eat it too eat it too eat it too
