What happens after the rain is pure speculation
And this is a weekend where I exhale my body weight
In cigarette smoke and a hangover’s regrets
And The Boss’ call and response calibrates
And my city blossoms like an orchid or a cancer
Spreading over an investor’s heritage listing
And this is what it’s like when the evening three step
Picks up a fourth The heart’s dervish
Or a carnival ride carny have let certification slide on
The first responders aren’t responsible for mopping viscera
The inquest will record points of impact velocity
Lay appropriate blame but never explain
               The urge to buy the ticket in the first place

Liam Ferney