and tried to put a faceless anthem

by blake ellington larson

to your skinny-kitten murmurs

in my nameless approach i sucked the bone from the marrow
i swung ancient sweats on your open emptied trains
i slept in saltwater mist
i raced my hearts content on blistered feet

my chalk-less attempts to capture the humidity
left empty pints on emptied wallets

and my out of town sorrow lifted
and my nervous legs clung ambiguous to twilight
and i choked on your sparkled exhaust
and i slept on your invisible roof-tops

and watched

as silent sirens and women
drove by