Next Atlanta

Without street lights at night
You might be walking along the sidewalk
Crushing a dead bird's bones with your bare feet

Thinking
Someone's spilled a bag of freedom
We stayed up all night
With an empty box of cheerios

Next Atlanta flight
With glow-in-the-dark legos

Atlanta smells like exhaust
Atlanta smells like rotting possums
Adam found a dead butterfly fully intact
And it put it on my keyboard at soundcheck