Wild Tobacco

Rolling over the outskirts of my life
 with your ego deteriorates my edges
Spinal tap appreciation holding
an open syringe
"Avoid the navel with it's
Nymphaea
 wrapped around my waist"
you say quietly

Leftover voices from an oblong sky
you glean with a rat tail comb
saving the oily  strands that
comment on the moon laying
on her side like a centerfold
xeroxed onto shiny paper

Tobacco grows wild under
intense radiation
Knowledge gains strength  before
it withers
Search the levees, who issues
 the "time date" stamp for
people like me ?

Cover my "useby" date with
ragweed and hemp conceal
 my worth from your
 gluttenous sociopathic
all consuming ego