marcel francis thinks about the earth & writes a poem while in orbit
hum with your cocktail, bomb & canister in hand, douse &
pour, bring to us all that light, scorch, glow that you carry in
you like any and all set this house on fire tonight, feel good
illuminate. you, made of soil, clay, soul.
hum with your cocktail, bomb & canister in hand, douse &
pour, bring to us all that light, scorch, glow that you carry in
you like any and all set this house on fire tonight, feel good
illuminate. you, made of soil, clay, soul.