this is just the easy way to feel, to get up crawling in the mind and hug
each other, this is just the way to notice something, someone, walking by
and down the street we hug each other, this is just my fake mustache and your think
eyebrow against a cheek, your late night shouldn't be here and me
this is just a little down the road where we were waiting
all teenager up and forever the beat
the absolute
a task of skill, reception
can you take such ambivalent collocation?
can you take the saved glitch and clean
all the way down my machine
big ugly and

hazzah!
hoorah!
oh no and naw!

so we touch sunday afternoon in sweat hand and noisy choppers
sun bleeds through dusty blinds, vinyl, we don't notice the birds
or the dog chained up
because he's quiet
because they're noise

and the makers are often building something new
they tend to look at each other, in mirrors
they tend to think about what they do