from Alternative Music
Christopher DeWeese
LIGHTNING CRASHES (BLUNTED BASS REMIX)
Fish disrupt the sun
Settlers call home
The bagel closes its eye
Nurses stay bored
Like a summer home
Forces spoon me
Sudden horses
Are all I can see
Like a bowler tasting the win
I can feel it
THE WAY (VOCAL ONLY ACAPELLA VERSION)
They drank the bad wine
And packed up Cool Runnings
For a decade
They ate tacos
But how were the goats?
The goats were slacking
Every chump could see
The shadows we walked on
Those feral evenings
We played ghost
CREEP (GANGSTER PAIN REMIX)
When you were eligible
In the beautiful light
You made espresso
The foam like a meadow
Sheep run around
Witches look like ugly guys
You nominate the thug
Wasted in Mexico
I choked on the worm
I don't think it hurts
Christopher DeWeese is the author of Fireproof Swan, a chapbook of poems recently published by Factory Hollow Press. His poems have recently appeared in Boston Review, Conjunctions, Fence, and Tin House.