the mandible carapace
gleamed off the sun
light streaming in waves
rippled across the
hazy orange skies
of the seed pod
fleet invasion
centered behind
a slit across eyes
reflecting the terrain
of post apocalypse
passing underneath
in mute facades



I just drifted by here
hopped off a tumble weed
that blew right in
from Black Rock City...

that was 5 yrs ago.
Things have changed
& stayed the same-
all dull & pretty;

I'm less deranged
but more insane, see
I work for the state
& think its just great

See what i mean?
They eat jello here.
I blend right in,
Guess i'm just weird