In the smokers pit
Fucking it all up at least you know you
Legs two by four pirouette feet cocotte
Lol I shouldn’t be like this
Walking for blocks just to find a park bench
Stealing huge swathes of flowers I’m sick to my stomach
With South Brooklyn discard
Assemble my altar
Limp pylon, head of pigeon
Confirmation email for my cloud storage paycheck
The s in surveillance stands for safety
A loud voice now undresses me
Craving a ~
No nic again k ya
Same voice CCTVs the cosmos
Kissing my cigarette over and over
You betray your body
When you break a habit
Thank you so much!
Thank you so much for everything!
Waiting for the bus
A daisy market
Lucas Regazzi is an artist and writer based in New York.