nomad'z land

diagonal mammal was i
and not in a sexual way (‘way’ pronounced aussie style)
from la to maine i flew
through floating oceans of blue
clouds like popcorn light not buttered
window shades alternately opened and shuttered
from sun to rain in one half a day
popped my midair wifi cherry, eight dollars to pay
b’more to portland lord have sweet mercy
straight up beaches character barbara hershey
times ten, twenty, a hundred and three
all o these daahlings and little ol me
crabcakes n beer made up for it all
smoked too much, ate too much
what? paint peeling off walls?
a venomous smell, tears blinding sight
sorry i stunk up the tour bus, good night

canada albany
i wanna wallaby
wrong country not close
nother pot overdose
too much food
belly ache
its no good
gimme cake
wait no i cant stop
eating pills dusting crop
death of me
off to sleep
count from three
dream of sheep