Hallucinator
︎︎︎ Ed Braxton
︎ Feb 6, 2025
His nails were neon signs weeping tarragon and citrus
Like windchimes in the foothills of some unknown fading fiasco.
Little leagues and dime store gemstones bleeding
Lama dogs and inadequate, bleached taprooms.
The blessed kitty by the stockroom is gathering dust from the slipstream
And everything is very hot, sandy ––––– distant.
Like windchimes in the foothills of some unknown fading fiasco.
Little leagues and dime store gemstones bleeding
Lama dogs and inadequate, bleached taprooms.
The blessed kitty by the stockroom is gathering dust from the slipstream
And everything is very hot, sandy ––––– distant.
Ed Braxton is a tardy urbanist living in Los Angeles.