meteor might

canyon eyes
our love reflects
an avalanche of breadsticks
clean carpets
tahoe blackjack

food bin line
la selva beach
you really should be honest
stop giving your love
you changed your hair cut
meteor shower and the red moon
mildly wild and evidently nonexistent
(inside the 7-squared miles somewhere)

what if i say- i just want to lay next to you, then what -
you are stranger than him (and just as likeable )
so strange and likable -

something likes the ocean
(rhetoric)
under armour
where the wild things are
you must really love her
talk of surfing and a non-profit
welcome home
bow tie boy
eye-flirting between missions


what do you do when you have nobody? -
fate brought us together
playing, like kids, in the creek