I had a dream
which was not mine

I fell in love
with sad
crushed plastic

I am going
to expose
myself
against
the milk crates

I assumed
the world
would trickle
naturally

wolfing
curry
in a hurry

& 40 hits
with DJ
Scotty B

I am scratching
& strumming

with my garlic
heart
& labial gestures

this is all
temporary