Jeff Chester

To Kevin Opstedal

I wanted to rewrite
The Upanishads
beneath a burning bridge
on the only road
out of here
I wanted to be stainless
& indomitable but I was
like any Sunday in July
hazy drunk broke
in a spit colored sky
I wanted to tell you
the girls here go
hollow beneath
their tatoos
& how a black wind
——–rips
down the canyon
—————-& breaks
like a 30ft. swell
of diesel heat & fucked out
chain-smoking doom
that I still call home