from Alternative Music
Christopher DeWeese



LIGHTNING CRASHES (BLUNTED BASS REMIX)


Fish disrupt the sun
Settlers call home

The bagel closes its eye
Nurses stay bored

Like a summer home
Forces spoon me

Sudden horses
Are all I can see

Like a bowler tasting the win
I can feel it





THE WAY (VOCAL ONLY ACAPELLA VERSION)


They drank the bad wine
And packed up Cool Runnings

For a decade
They ate tacos

But how were the goats?
The goats were slacking

Every chump could see
The shadows we walked on

Those feral evenings
We played ghost








CREEP (GANGSTER PAIN REMIX)


When you were eligible
In the beautiful light

You made espresso
The foam like a meadow

Sheep run around
Witches look like ugly guys

You nominate the thug
Wasted in Mexico

I choked on the worm
I don't think it hurts


Christopher DeWeese is the author of Fireproof Swan, a chapbook of poems recently published by Factory Hollow Press. His poems have recently appeared in Boston Review, Conjunctions, Fence, and Tin House.
 
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