Ugh # 3 (somewhere in Montana)

I
depress
the stopwatch
and scream Go!
as two hearses roar into the dawn
leaving spilled coffins in their wake
and neon scorpions crawl from the coffins
and two masked hangmen wearing leather
boots on their hands race to see who can crush the most scorpions
in the shadows of two distant mountains glowing
violet as coyote piss
on cactus
flowers

___

A thought bubble arises from a dead dog moon:

Ugh oh god this same old shit again