SARDINE PUBLIC LIBRARY

 


Angel and demon glow in your head, stillborn undertow fermenting your bed

Jagged tempo cut by fuzzy knife, scalpel to radio to afterlife 

We’re absolutely free, Sardine Public Library

Peel back the tin, feel yourself twin, Repression cemetery 

Your visions a marquee, Public Sardine Library 

Rotary phones eat up the bones, make yourself a sardine tree

Poets don’t sink they flutter to the floor, spit out your drink and slide right through the door 

Tabling content meant for the ghost, honor the advent of the almost 

Smile like a mustache glued to your lip, sing like a car crash championship 

Back in the itchy pocket of your mind, there is a fish who sets your watch unwind

Salute the mystery, Sardine Public Library 

Peel back the tin, feel yourself twin, transcendent tributary 

Your visions a marquee, Public Sardine Library 

Rotary phones eat up the bones, you’ll be a sardine tree

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