marble rush

i don’t know what grounds us

i feel like a marble hurtling

along that video game track

trying not to fall off

am i god

i am rocked with

plagues and friends and anger and

love

rocked down the hellscape of

fuckin hell it’s the smell of

weed when i open the drawer

it’s the live music

it’s the dancin

i want to punch him in his face

in his square jaw

who ruined everything

ME

who is the blessing that fucked up

am i goin to the park to trip

without a sitter

i don’t know