TOTAL SUMMER VIBE
When you said Pratt party, I heard frat party.
The punk kid in the punk house laughs at the paint he wipes on my new shirt,
but I am an insane god.
My intern broke up with her boyfriend for me.
I did not ask for this. When she spoke
I saw your face.
Misheard lyrics of my favorite songs inextricably linked
to my love and that time.
Yeah, I love it the best.
Fetishize the moment into a lifetime.
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IN MY DAY PEOPLE WOULD LISTEN TO MUSIC ON CDs
Hey man, that’s a really cool album.
Then my twenty-year-old self steps from behind
the shadows and says what a jaded piece of shit.
I want the first time every time.
Like serial-killer normal,
the dream of a perfect reception,
the dream of never going out of style.
In a half-remembered blur of wanting to get it over with,
I died in my arms tonight.
Sometimes I like to massage the keyboard as;ldfjsl;dfsodugashg
that was weird
Dan Magers’s first book of poems, Partyknife, was published by Birds, LLC. He is co-founder and co-editor of Sink Review, an online poetry journal as well as founder and editor of Immaculate Disciples Press, a handmade chapbook press focused on poetry and visual arts collaborations. He lives in Brooklyn.
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