[Matt Hart]
If you are a lava lamp, then I am a broken
heating element, then the freezer stays cooler
and we are preserved as smoldering finches
and blood oranges.
If a balloon in your mouth feels like hooray
followed by a cotton seed. followed by a tumor,
then the sanitarium is unnecessary
as you are deeply exploding.
If the report comes back, No intelligent life,
then no breath, no maraschino cherries, no
antennae, no win.
Here, I can only think: clog, puff of smoke,
abstract blob of burned plastic bags.
everything in this house of ants and lizards,
from the firecrackers down to the fat lady smoking
cigarettes on the buckling ice rink,
is conditional.
If I'm the one who never forgets, then you two
never remember.
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