TOTAL SUMMER VIBE
When you said Pratt
party, I heard frat party.
The punk kid in the
punk house laughs at the paint he wipes on my new shirt,
but I am an insane
god.
My intern broke up
with her boyfriend for me.
I did not ask for
this. When she spoke
I saw your face.
Misheard lyrics of
my favorite songs inextricably linked
to my love and that
time.
Yeah, I love it the
best.
Fetishize the
moment into a lifetime.
Subscription probe - please ignore.
IN MY DAY PEOPLE
WOULD LISTEN TO MUSIC ON CDs
Hey man, that’s a really cool album.
—It is?!
Then my
twenty-year-old self steps from behind
the shadows and
says what a jaded piece of shit.
I want the first
time every time.
Like serial-killer
normal,
the dream of a
perfect reception,
the dream of never
going out of style.
In a
half-remembered blur of wanting to get it over with,
I died in my arms
tonight.
Sometimes I like to
massage the keyboard as;ldfjsl;dfsodugashg
that was weird
sorry
Dan Magers’s first book of poems, Partyknife, was published by Birds, LLC. He is co-founder and co-editor of Sink Review, an online poetry journal as well as founder and editor of Immaculate Disciples Press, a handmade chapbook press focused on poetry and visual arts collaborations. He lives in Brooklyn.
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