inert gilbert

who is she?  

i've seen her before, 

and now she's pretending to be in this family 

making spaghetti. 

an old favorite of mine 

i have to be reminded of it, 

i seem to have evaporated 

in the bioluminuscent sand.  

the membrane between

a split sandwich's halves.

paper lanterns burn down my face

when the festival floats 

into my mouth gradually

and fills it.

i wake up towards the end, 

when my eyelids turn molten

and evaporate permanently.

as i walk through the school hall

and my glasses shift, i think

is this acid flashback going to drop me off 

in the ocean?

when i wake up from my thoughts
i notice that i'm screaming over the interstate.
i could see the bottom.
let me sleep and never speak
accidentally. 

when you get in my dream
to apologize, let me go deaf 

with the blood
that is coming out of my erased brain.

my apologies are subpar.  

my heartburn is worse.

mind the records 

gapped and missing,

divots of info out.

when lands take back their artifacts 

share me your line 

i'll share you.

a girl 

whose mind 

is implanted in a chimp

after a body-ending accident.

seems like a reasonable excuse.