By Nathan Payne | pablosmoglives | 21 May 2026
The van drives
like a wet
horse
On a highway paved
with undercooked
spaghetti
The bow is pointed
steady
Down a narrow, mushy
ocean,
A concrete river of emotion
Is frozen there
already
If you are willing
Lord to let me
go, I'm
ready
5.20.26
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