The end of the world as we know it (2017)

america

I want to bite you in the ass

the way all your abbreviations

are assumed

& all your acronyms are true

I chase the word "HUGE"

like a balloon around

the early afternoon

having gone a whole morning

without checking the news

I wear the glasses

because my eyes get exhausted

in these frames

schadenfreude

is not an endurance test

your symptoms

& anyway ha ha

america

acting as your analyst

if I'm being honest

eventually I stop taking notes

it's like a game of hide & seek

you tire of & fall asleep

america

you big bear

you sexy fuck

I want to whisper things in your ear

like a podcast you set a sleep timer to

I put a sticker on your shoulder

that says Wake Me Up For Food

america

I sing the body eclectic

america

I sing the body acclimatising

these new pants are troublingly comfortable

you essay

america

I'm listening

I'm listening

I've got these

noise cancelling headphones

america

my america

my newfoundland

the hope that when this all blows over

we'll have something good to eat

like popcorn

G.O.O.D while you can

get it?

america

bless the machinery of war

keep it quiet

I like this film

I hope it wins the oscar

it has no plot

no heroes

but you feel

everything