ankle goblin

in the fluorescent jitters of sterilized bright in backed up blue,
he lives cloud
but knows every drug store by heart

this walgreens sounds like a mean joan jett snarl song

            c'mon kid
            let's play hangman

            la da dee, la da da

            you petty pilgrim
            out here to replenish
            prescribed vibes and batteries

            look how fancy you are now
            on your way to the counter
            grasping a cheap tug at redemption
            through a side-eyed "oh-fuck-i-guess-i-need-to"-look
            at the rubik's cube wall of jewel colored paper

            i hate myself for loving you

your fractured heart
a 3rd grader's insect collection
pinned beside all the other glitter
-gone lives on used industrial shelving

there's your tiny hope third row
pushed forward with an unstamped envelope
shit, it's not the right envelope
look hard find another one quick
here,
this one will do
this one will justify your search
for forgetting between creased paper-words
and man-u-fractured stardust

            hangman!