the callouses are forming on my fingers
it means: pictures of performing in front of you.
with a simplistic chordal pattern that somehow,
as i begin pasting these images all over town
a kid emerges
steadfast from the pavement. ‘does your drummer
play a double-kick?’
he intones & sure enough there is a blank spot on the
200 dpi scans.
i hadn’t thought things through. rather than do so i discard
in fact, never begin it. the kid will live with me now – i will
teach him the ways
of the world & how to choose an amp. he will surely
grow up & take over
my future business, he will not miss his family. you know this.