Narcissus

AM. Sunlight an upbeat headache.

Twisted sheet, love's last conquest 


gone, Opium and cash drift south. 

Check the void. Parish shirt, gold

chain. Straight dope on the radio.

Turn it up, Stunners, battle dance. 


Halting, in lit plate check the void; 

some double. Jewels, Hummers, 


Bathing Apes, my girl, yours, for
the void, swallows murders. At

the door, I show myself to it.