Thumb Biter

Seventeen Twelve, Seventeen Twelve,
we bit our thumbs,
at each other,
at the world.

Friend, Stranger
Prison wars blasting,
you, me
tall, Short.

Vladimir in the basement,
The boxes, our targets.
Life in Palace,
Life stone drunk.

Lying back, Konstatine,
singing loud,
treadmill rolling,
back yard flowing.