lets be our best.
make lost
our
best shoes in
dark daisies
by fire
bugs in the grass and echoes
of laughs because
of names
on the stones and
why not?
families
of raccoons (the mommas
hisssk when i ask)
what comes from the
gun on your thigh—
ribbons or leg bones?
we are down by the highway,
the median, the highway
is closed so we
pee on our
favorite
lost shoes.
no cops can see.

it is daisies