i return from mongolia

[outofammo]

i was in a wimpy mood recently:

dying of pneumonia
in a hundred-something degree heat
having plowed the desert and translated elvis into sanskrit
i'm lying naked among dunes, obscene and indiscreet
wishing i was somewhere in caledonia
i was enjoying a pina colada
on this day ten years ago, in another life
on a largely opposite side of the globe
today a guy with his dick in a bee hive
won't envy me. hand minus pocket equals zero, zilch, nada.