“Dumb Town”
			
			The night is like an agate
			The stars are chickenpox in the sky
			The moon’s a circle of protein
			
			Tonight you are Godot and I wait and you never show
			
			Tonight begs us not to stay here and think things through
			
			Tonight my text messages remain unsent
			and the text messages I sent last night remain unresponded to.
			
			Tonight the filling stations stay open late
			and ask us to park beneath their lit shelters
			
			Tonight I want to rest my head in my own hands
			
			Tonight wants to rip apart at the middle
			
			Tonight I wish I owned a radio so I could lie in my bed and listen to commercials
			
			Tonight I don’t bother to let the beer chill in the fridge
			
			Tonight the porch lights are a little brighter than usual
			
			Tonight it is the ocean that orbits the anchor
			
			Tonight I piss off the third-floor balcony and think of you
			
			Tonight my pills become a pinhole, zooming in to how lonely we both feel
			
			Tonight I hope you take this in with your tongue
			
			Tonight I want my fingers to cross the canal of your spine
			
			Tonight I want you to see my great capacity for ugliness
			and to ask me when it was I lost my heart
			
			Tonight I am the only one who can see this moon
			
			
			
			Luke Weldon