there’s nothing like dancing underground
in the sour swelter of a summer blackout
throat pressed by heat sweat glassed
in the spark of a flameless tealight
the quiet’s everywhere except my earbuds
pulsing the words alone tonight
do me a favour & burn the endless white
fencing your fingertips
warp this false reality into a future
where i can drape the walls in thunder & lightning
blaze the concrete with melancholic pop
Frankenstein my Instagram with my closest friends
i want to whisk us to where we clink our glasses
cheer dance sing we’re alive we are a
-live my dead father pixel burned into a screen
lagged-out &
watching us
flail our bodies like a
bunch of life-sick
idiots
Michael Russell (he/they) is the queer, mad mother monster behind two chapbooks, gallery of heartache (forthcoming from 845 Press) and Grindr Opera (Frog Hollow Press). They are the coauthor of chapbook Split Jawed with Elena Bentley (forthcoming from Collusion Books). He has a heart full of rainbows, unicorns and chocolate chip pancakes and they want the best for you. Insta: @michael.russell.poet
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