Delta Blues, No. 2Alexis Orgera
“Don’t be afraid, you’re already dead.” Akron/family Everybody’s talking backwards just like in real life, pouring gallons. A painter and a bluesman looking for anesthesia at the bottom of a bottle. Piss-drunk dad calls up his ex to negotiate child support. I have a problem with my hair in that it keeps growing. Been dreaming about drowning dogs and crashing blue whales. If the plane starts again out of the ashes it’s only because we know it should. There’s a control tower, a flight path, darkness and light always in concert. Some flooding in the rust belt. People sweating. A child sings, and that’s where hell resides. You’re grounded, but one time you flew.
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