I always find

It takes a couple of times

But this guy

This fucking guy

Does not remember you at all

So startled to read

It’s not end times at all

Instead it’s something much slower

Something much dumber

Living in the moment

Before you hit the water

Something’s wrong with that Elvis

He’s screaming and shaking his arms

You see—he chews on his fingers

Spinning in circles

He’s clicking his teeth

If you’re lucky

It’s all that you receive