Amusement

People aren’t bad
What’s more likely is
This is an amusement park
And there’s no one to work the rides
And we’re wandering around
And we’re trying our best to figure it out
We fail sometimes 
And some people die 
That’s something we have to live with 
But people aren’t evil
People want to feel things 
People want purpose 
People want to cradle each other as the teacups blur
Hold on to what they can

waiting for that like
i'm waiting for it
yes i'm waiting for it
waiting for that like
and if i keep waiting for this like
imma get a satisfying fuzzy
a satisfying fuzzy
for that like
and you like that
you like that huh?
the minds
all minding me
i'm finding i'm
a slut for head pats

Propellant

I’ve seen
missiles arc
post-parabolic
mass-forward
move through maroon sky
then melt
to thin ore memories.

I’ve seen
paddle boards
open side doors
in salted space
off the strength of
one perfect
downward dog.

I've seen
sperm queue
beneath microscope
then Superman blast
back up and on through
our star-fucked
existence.