Ride W Favor

No tears No tips No meters No nips [well
mayb] No Lyft No Uber No 1-8
hundo But he do wanna kno How yu

        been? Where’d yu go? & yu kno yu best talk

harder 2 pin his desire Even
tho we didn’t start the fire yu wait
4 the punchlite The lines of blinker

        Yu ask of Mom & Dad & late nite D

sires—dimes o’ lite Till so close yu must
b Southwest Delta American Air
lines Here here is gud don’t worry So he

        pop the hood & yu roll in Left ‘em full

gud on the queerer questions of queer kin
-ship What danger cost 2 much patron saint
of patrón? Pain 2 paper alchemy?

        Skycap’n of the pitiful sellin’ out

damn spot!? My politic ain’t got a pot
dealer 2 piss off I’m peppery—I’m
emphatic as an amphetamine Can’t

        cut myself out of me in2 the blank

holes of nite The whole pre-fires The whole
—Okay okay I started the firelol
boring in2 the air via port Bony-ass

        horizon I’m drug poor I pay my way