after after the gold rush in poetry

philip k dick
in a moment of weakness
believed himself john the baptist

superman met the flash
and in a moment of doubt
saw that he was not the fastest

as I toss and turn
I hope for a woman
with a fire in her belly
and arms like elastic
to hold me in my moments
of weakness and doubt
and knock my ass into gear
when it’s time to
kick the jams out

and that I might
do the same for her
when the situation calls for it
these are the things
I actually dream about