when i was dismissed from Ohe Nahn
the first time
i found myself bruised and taken in by Salina
curse you Ohe Nahn
For the things you didnt prepare me for, i encountered on Salina
the things parents pay to shield their children from, i was given a high definition view of by Salina
I nodded,
not slept,
down Seneca's Turnpike into living quarters of a
warm rock fiend mother
scheevy alocholic son and
young unsuspecting daughter
who showed me the ways of getting by
on Salina's terms.
who taught me to use the high hills of Salina in my favor
for "the city's watch men in white and black vehicles dare not travel north."
they repeated, one evening
as i sat, in car
beside warm rock-fiend junior
three seconds and a lighter flick away from
ether propelled flames burning all we ever were
on Salina.
thank you Salina for noses
to notice the smell of the ether
and for shitty lighters
that didnt work when you needed it not to the most.
however Salina,
I do not thank you for the
many men who traveled
in and out of warm rock fiends bedroom
delivering and taking for Salina
unapologetically
i act asleep, knowing i should leave at once
but i don't
i almost love you, Salina
when i was dismissed from Ohe Nahn
for the second time,
i found myself wrapped in a tango
once again with Salina
let this be the last time Ohe Nahn
that you take from me what I did not offer for taking
i rolled, not walked, down Salina
into the apartment of two army brats
and a mexican thrillseeker
by the end of the four months
we had sold all our material posessions to various pawn shops on Salina
we had tapped out our parents for all financial support
because of Salina
we were hungry
for Salina
we were craving
Salina
we planned schemes and diversions
robberys and heist
non violent
but nonsensical
all for you Salina
your thriving streets, filled with wasted time
our wasted souls filled with your thriving drugs
where we learned more
ohe nahn or salina
that's still up for grabs
and for the time being,
things are seemingly under wraps
