To go catfishing in the morning

 

Stray bottle caps swing mindless.
Both your scents on new vinyl.
Stilted houses leaned in reckless envy.

 

When we met you had peed standing
On dreams long dead/ she and I
Laughed about koifish and marriage. 

 

Swaying Dark cobble stones;
Streetlamps mimic vibrations.
Dead prophets bones pave the natural tongue.

 

We tattooed frozen expressions 
In our naked soul embrace
On the dryer in the laundry room.