to they for whom I am in the passenger seat
i spent all my lyric years
against slim and straight-
haired girls their dyke-shaped
mouths and
underglances
believing with my everything this thing this sing
ular & special we
were akin to light
moving behind itself trees growing down
instead of up
wrong insofar
as without right’s smooth having-
knownhood
& true we have not ever & always & already right
& yet
still we drive to
gether,
w/ our shared & sour music
& I am still loving & eating
baked potatoes & belting & bumping
foreheads
& your uncensored songs still get me right
in the girlhood
says i love you
in my sugarname
i mean to say unsuddenly
we are have always been in
the together