What I Want

A blender made of honey.
A groove made of whiskey.
A sky made from the day after tomorrow.
William Eggleston smoking a cigarette made out of an apple.
A self-playing piano on a flatbed truck driving into the fog.
A prison break for every part of the body.
And for all of this to happen to you.

Note: this was originally published in Obliterat on March 25th, 2022.