believe in big-ass 99 cent cans of arizona tea
and three hours till you reach your warm bed
and schizophrenia and smoke-seeping automobiles
and a plethora of pens and napkins to catch the madness

have faith in bracelets made of bone
and jars of change and glass bottles of coke
and climbing the live oaks and magnolias
to stretch scraggly arms like clawing braches to nirvana