, , ,

you travel back in time

but only twenty years and you bet

on all the sports and all the spirits.

A winter’s face comes in July and

implores you to double check your tax return.

After ^putting on your glasses, yous ee that

the numbers are not numbers at all, but only

figures, exclamation points and

question marks.  What is a ford mustang doing, parked in your gargarge?

why have you blown up with such a devious inferno?