When There's Friends

when there’s friends hallucinations dissipate when there’s friends you don’t have to start any revolutions when there’s friends you get your mind off it you can walk for miles get lost in your own city find concrete rivulets to where the spokane stardust chalks our hands we leave handprints on the underpass like neolithics and postcolonially we dance finding out that america cannot defeat us we leave fingerprints turning over our world whose beauty comes down in a blue rose quartz and the specters of the town begrudge us but we can’t mind their beady souls even environmental catastrophe subregisters when there’s friends.