Jaybo, Scotland

Skateboard wet lying on terrace

bass and drums are silent on full volume

a blue mattress hosts my ass

two plucks from the holy ektara

sweet warm love on the couch

stark dialectic sex with the Bearded Grand Old Hobo-Socrates

and

a penetration into the argument that is me

by the Great Indian Critique On A Trip-Sen.

I have come to move.