Next Atlanta

Without street lights at night

You might be walking along the sidewalk

Crushing a dead bird's bones with your bare feet



Thinking

Someone's spilled a bag of freedom

We stayed up all night

With an empty box of cheerios



Next Atlanta flight

With glow-in-the-dark legos



Atlanta smells like exhaust

Atlanta smells like rotting possums

Adam found a dead butterfly fully intact

And it put it on my keyboard at soundcheck