landfill

i talk to the tinfoil deer
& they say they are going environmentally friendly.
no one frolics enough
but especially not 
in the rust. everywhere i go
i see lovers. the telephone polls
& the stop signs on either side
of the road. i landfill mouth sometimes.
i have spent years trying
to remove the river & then
to put it back. i don't know how to say
everything has changed 
to the daguerreotypes standing
like it's christmas in the storm cloud.
i took out my teeth to find the tracking chips.
there was no black cat
but i saw one. a psychosis secret
is to use your iphone camera
& check if your life is your life.
i took a picture. there was a bird faced girl.
can a delusion learn so much
it becomes photographable?
let's not let the mice get what they want.
let's give them cherry pits. let's what
as they decide to evolve into birds
to get away from the muck. 
when my feet are dirty i want
to throw them in the burn pile. 
pill bottle of pill bugs. let's decompose 
like fish hooks. which is to say
take too long to become 
possible dinosaurs. running barefoot
in the razors. let's get the dust.
let's get the water. firework. firestorm.
flecks of gold.