i can’t tell
if i even care
but i suppose
that’s the approach
to writing
unless you want
to try.
no, no,
i know better
than that.
this drink
and this smoke
is all
it has to be.
as the 3am sky
folds in on itself
only to laugh rain
on the already homeless
and horizons line
impossibility
to the length
that we can see,
i’d say this
written accident
has gone
far enough.
