for a sun and a moon: linseed oil mixture

by Steven J. Serafiani

hey signorina,
do you want to take the
blue line, bring a
flask and live like transients
in some orphaned idea?

we’re creative, so let us
be creative. left your
purse on a re-worked
dresser nobody wanted and
left my wallet on
some goodwill

create new names, I’ll be
caden, that means spirit
of battle I believe and you?

hotel rooftops push me you into
a ledge and drive those lips to
the deepest corners of