I’m singing through
the auto-tune.
I’m crying through
the auto-tune.
The auto-tune is strong.
My eating game is long.
When the Canada Goose
jacket got the job
over me, I knew
we were in a new-old era,
the tallest
poured concrete column
in the world poured
out of a water hole
in the Caucasian sky.
Do you just believe in
nothing or do you grab
the gun and pray,
was the final menu
item that caught my eye.
I’m axing it
a strong question.
I’m waiting
for the start of Big Gulp
Season. I am
a strong question.