It is nice and sunny all over the internet
        our focal point of America bereft of spinneret

nowhere near New York dandelions in western most 
polyester greens, sweetened whiskey. 

Breathing the world’s end or rather ripped from our pivots
    the tall brink this endless wave fixed in its position

nestled between Quillayute Needles that I see
        what she sees the men hanging from the oddly sprout 

old growth hairs, chalice of nature, soon a plop
    sooner abstain due to the terrible local diners. 

We want to talk to you because we cannot cope
    with this beauty. This is why we brought the camera. 

We cannot be truly swallowed whole and entertaining.