lurch raze you were a dog convulsing in the back seat of a parked car before you became what you've always been. curly-haired and quick to anger. i knew you'd make it when i was one of four well-wishers holding you up to keep your lungs from filling with sand and your hand hooked onto mine. now you dance with your father on a screw-fixed plywood floor coated with synthetic rubber and the saltwater my skin discharged when i first held another body close to mine to find a more loving way of running in place. you've made him your leading man but given me a spotlit moment all my own — a duet for metal chair and amity. i take my best shot before i watch you make yourself a wheel and roll away. 230430 what's it to you? who go blather from