the weapon is not your out all
  loaded and wanting to
  unload ammunition, shotgun definition of you
  passing out holes unaccidental
  easier sold than set upon
  with a fever your sense of direction saturates into the parade
    tightrope and so on the wanting edge
  get rid of some excess excess red
  and your dead batteries
    scrub all the carpets
  turn over mattress
  burn all your outfits
  draw drape the windows
  no more adults no more show
  no more arrest
  no more business go home no more
  hands like traffic static
  like they ripped your lips off and you can't say a word
    tightrope and so on the wanting edge
  get rid of some excess excess red
  and your dead batteries
    shoving into
  shadows into
  being the spy
  blowing smoke on the flowers
  they take your spine every time
    when it's all blown over wil you be the revolver and count your cards
  lost all you had when you started doing math on your arms