Peyote

the strangest thing I ever smoked inside of
was a two story inflatable Wendy

your coop stole her from a grand opening 
down 21st, then carried her back by the ropes 

like a parade float– exactly like one actually
which means I have a metaphor left

I didn’t steal it. I sat on the roof watching
wondering if someone might throw me

a rope without telling me what it’s attached to
I spent too many nights like that
 
not a wallflower, as I held water in heat
but a spineless cactus exposed by the nothing 

around it, that would help you forget everything
then remember just enough to keep you