at the end
of the trail
where the trees are thick
and tall and close
and the sun gets stuck
in the branches
and ripped apart
and dies
before it hits my roof
utter is from a song
Jimmy’s got to think is about
his life
because he plays it like a theme
She cut my heart
She stole my breath
I knew she’d be
The utter death
Of me . . .
my father
is the only one
who lives with me
and he’s so funny
Get your butt downstairs!
and when I get there
What are you staring at?
plus he can yell
as loud
as anything
at the end of the trail
and no one hears
Don’t stand there
Like a slug, Slug!
Open a freaking can of soup.
Do that at least!
that’s funny
right?