summer

Summer should be a season for some debauchery,

forget carnival.

Work should be banished for all three months.

Wine and spirits would flow free

and people would just fornicate.

We would spit at the sun and curse 

the clarity of mind  it brings.

speed limits suspended

-a certain natural selection -

Ephemeral monuments, 

hanging gardens,

state-sponsored whoring, if you will, 

- at least some of the taxes

would actually revert on us.

We would burn some bishops

and toss some journos off a cliff,

because we abhor animal cruelty, so

we went for the purifying trigger, oh yeah

and, could I please

have another bottle?

It's amazing how thirsty

the nights got to be.

Bring forth some decay...

exuberant vegetation,
ruins, ruins
who would not want to
wake up among them?
stroll like a madman in a Piranesian city,
impossible on all accounts.

 Under the heat, our hangovers...