Bywater
Kristin Hersh
a long sidewalk summer
softer than haze on a shrine to the others
harder and harder to find
a red wax pile of kind
"Who's goldfish in the toilet?"
"Don't flush it...it's Freddie Mercury"
shining orange
unhinged
a mustached amputee heading out to sea
changing clothes in the kitchen
"Listen"
midnight's falling down on the party
the bodies slipping into sleep like Freddie Mercury