Someday I'll Have Ocean War

Wayne GTM couldn't stop laughing the 283 poems already inside him Kevin I dreamed I walked barefoot all the way to your house in the snow everything was the blue of smudged ink and you were still alive. God must be a season grandma said looking out at the blizzard drowning her garden my footsteps on the sidewalk with the smallest flights dear God if you are a season let it be the one I pass through to get here here that's all I wanted to be. Greyhound station one-way ticket to New York City thirty six dollars seventy five cents six fifty seven a.m. I love you mom when the prison guards burned his manuscripts Wayne GTM couldn’t