I am block party disaster dance chainsaw remix detox devolve revolve revolution monster.
I am societal mutilation recreation break beat sweet shop cancer stick coffin nail smoke breath.
I burn bridge / light fuse / take aim / mirror the mirror / fire the flare / run for cover. Turn to the eyes of running mascara angels weeping.
I pray to my dead friends. I taxi cab into my next life. I die awkwardly middday on the park bench.
I am head full of hornets nests hole in ozone layer I am shorts in snow storm eyes like watermelons.
I am the park ranger of angelic lovelust. I am the patron saint of not giving a shit. I am ten thousand pounds of plastic bottles rising in my rib cage.
I am a shotgun wedding with a ravenous wolverine.
I am so fucking beautiful I cannot stand it and I cannot stand how happy I am.
It’s enough to make me sad sometimes.
Janus Lebron is a young, aspiring poet living in the Bronx. She likes Fun Dip and drinking forties until she turns into the ghost of Jim Morrison.