Come Back to Arizona

Wes Civilz

COME BACK TO ARIZONA


You’re going to die;
	I’m going to die

Yes, you are going to die and 
        I am going to die, so come back, 
        my love, now, to Arizona

Come back to Arizona, 
	where I will have a lemonade stand 
	up and running before you arrive

All day here in the great western desert
	we will sell lemonade together

We will sell it all weekend, 
	all weekend long in the nude

We even will have sex while we sell it

But listen—no one will get mad

But listen—we will live as if in an alternate world
	where no one will get furious;
	no one will claim obscenity; 
	no one will say the local children were damaged 
	by the outrageous sight of our love

A policeman will arrive—
	but just to buy lemonade
	
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Each day in Arizona
	I’ll pull your clothes from you 
	like an ear of corn shucked

We will make babies, hundreds
	of babies, could be 
	thousands, they will sprout
	from the river plain 
	of your impossible body 	
	already walking and talking

Some will die;	
	some will rule the world

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You will be hypnotically fat, 
	you’ll be a mountain topped with cool snow 
	gazed up at from a hot summer day below 

I will assume a lesser role,
	I will admire from afar

I will be a pond in the valley 
	gazing up shyly at you, 
	you the avalanche, you
	the thunder and voluptuous stone

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You can find Wes Civilz on IG:@wes_civilz