MY NAME IS DYLAN AND WHAT I AM IS DRUNK

by David Greenspan

I have been smoking
my fingers very slow
as this movie projector
blinks. This old movie
projector shows black
and white teenagers
with hands of nicotine
and hands of box-cutter.
I have been smoking
the teenagers’ nicotine
very slow and so what
if I have been stray dog
for quite some time.
This old movie projector
shows a river, a waitress.
Only this river and only
this waitress and the blood
inside her roller-skates.
Only this waitress and
her smile so laughing gas.
All she says my poor blue
now rotten and you must
tell me where is my poor
blue, where. Listen now –
this old movie projector
is tonight teenager,
is tonight wild saint,
is tonight huffing glue.

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