on a rocket
i forgot my camera
…lost it.
regardless, just picture
your own little journey
just picture it.
do something different.

we’re off
we are floating
we’re lost
-or that’s how it seems…

i just remembered a part of my dream…
-that was weird.

on a rocket…
a strapped racketeer
in iraq
is the toxic avenger
remember, we’re energy
drunk and obnoxious
until tennessee
asks nashville a sentence
and then spits your frame into memphis
to go see the king,
the studded stud…

on a rocket
a dead pilot lies in the cockpit
a hop skip and jump
and a light year
inside of a leap
so the pilot died
or he’s asleep

not a rocket
-a missile
a war on more sheep
who are trying to round
up the cows.