Extravagance like a lottery ticket
Pay you in full when I am done being dull
Alive as alive can be was never me—
A heart beats, a praise in the streets—
Dance or dirge until there is a purge from
Above—I have to many little excuses that have
Made one big problem—Are you good? Are you
For me? Is not living a tragedy? Heart bleeds, heart
Beats, flooded like when we were kids, like rain,
Like pain—slept on the floor for closer to the ground
Was a better kind of security, lowly was the King of Kings
But now I wait for a rearrange,
I carry pocket change,
A penny Savior, a Ramen flavor, a broken microwave
Of religious dreams—I saw the sun and remembered
When summer did cost something—
Extravagant lover, no more leftovers,
Poverty is on the inside, outer me says pretty
With no pain—I will not die today and live tomorrow—
Only extravagance can fuel this romance, can
Keep me going after you and the faces that reflect
You