What the fuck are you talking about?

---For Jennifer

You have almost typed a wish
about peak oil
about how you need to exist
about dribbled ink in Chinese
about a coma for relief
taking aim upon a reasonable hill

That's how his letter left off
some stupid pills headbutting New york
ways to get high off Mexico
a child defiling petro thugs
but he never promised grease

They're buying Walter a field
and I can get you a toe
It's like a commercial for people peeing
drawing a line in the sand

Dude, will you come off it
I converted and yeah, yeah, yeah
fuck it