Response.

Melon hearts

Carry dulcet tunes

Sop your face with the juice

Let it run peach and gossamer

Dripping in time to the

Vibrations up your body

From every tribal footstep

And delirious leap into nitrogen arms

Yank it down

Thundering cracked caravans

Running away

Circles and cleft palates

Splitting the fibers of the atoms

Electrons screaming for their mothers

Gnashing at the earth

They claw for her

Taste the phoenix as you rise

Soiled with the ashes of Lake Street

I know you can

Find fear’s filaments

Clogging your every pore

Life’s blood tiger blood

Trying to run

Twist yourself

Into the pretzel of the new generation