POEM X3
WET BULB 2
The heat broke, leaving
millions of
Destitute businessmen,
black slimes
After fernet and healthy
snacks
And a blowout
Is the party over? Can
we try cocaine?
The weed is wild and it’s
glowing and
I traced a desire line
back to you.
You in the bath,
On drugs in wet bulb
My interest in you
piqued
In this viral weather
Contain your
combustive motivation
Unbark that dog on the
sidewalk
Crying out for you to
Do something about the
people
Dying in wet bulb
WET BULB 4
Use me as a parachute
Unfreeze your assets so
your
Money becomes wet,
knees
Skinned on the side of
the road
Pour everything into
love
That time it was like,
It was like a drug
threnody
A singular voice making
a
Fool of itself and a
towering scream
Rocking a party hunch
Losing work. Something
sucked out.
A dead pool,
Three bikinis with no
Bodies in them
Dying in wet bulb
LOVE POEM
You have to pivot to
Video to get to
The heart of it
Do we connect
My Rothschild
Are you leaning
BERNARD COHEN: