FORTH

The road is paved
The sneakers are laced
And all the talks misproven
There’re twelve hundred angels
And then one man
And for him I will live Jacob precisely
Twelve hundred times no doubt
Maybe it’s only ever been me
Who’s trained an eye for him
Who’s googled a path to him
Over that hill of useless names
Ripping the pesticidal air
I will charge forth in full speed
Like an ejaculated heart