25. everything in me
woke up with the clash singing
should i stay or should i go in my
dream soaked brain (vivid down
to the dahlink guitar lick) and didn’t
tweak to the heavy ideological and
life resonances at first because
as i stretched out and started to
catalogue the kinks and knots that
took me over during the night my
right calf shivered and pulled tight
began to cramp like a holy mother
fucker so i had to stop breathing
and singing and thinking while
everything in me held its breath too
until at last the crushing pain
changed its mind and rolled away
so that the clash could come back
to say so come on and let me know —
