Outskirter

In one of these wilder countries
of rattlesnakes and whitetail
where boyscouts catch fish and make things and sail
you’ll settle

a paper napkin
brushed from the table and falling
(slowly) to the unseen floor

on the outskirts;
close enough to real life
like seeing through TV
it's convenient, flatpacked
in doses: 6l, 2.4mg, half a pack
vitamins, betablockers, paracetamol, milk;
screensavers of the sea, dotted with clickable sailboats,
substitutes.

There,
your blood will turn
or might as well turn slowly black,
semi-hard, glistening like tar
just laid.