Can't feel him breathing.
Still holding mine.


Soon to be stab wound. My eye.

It's grey. It's jelly. Blue-green snake crossing new sandy patch.


Baby believe me, Biloxi betrays me. Saw you in drawn out hues.

Herding colour and tone.

We hear your tears & my misunderstanding.



Hold on to me.



Momma' pull in. Yes, this gift for thee.
The sun to shine by noon. The moon we'd pull, closer.
What this flower sings, is memory.
A true friend, your palette. Mine laughing, muddled.
The thunder and the lightning heal my wounds.
Waiting on the refresher.
The coarse discourse of loneliness, I'm prepared.
Maybe yours, maybe mine.



Napkin on the table, swaddle my newborn with the damp one.



Wishing for that lonesome whistle's cry.
It's almost mine.



Somewhere in the graveyard.
If I hadn't asked, you'd remember.
Turn away.
If you hadn't asked, I'd be there.



Looking back, it's me getting better.
From there, it's me getting out of here.


I pull ticks out of Lethe so as not to run this anger dry


I put my teeth to steel.
Into fiery doors I pull.



Some wish.
Something for you.


For Adam.

see how dangerous


there's it
something blue
blackberry, pourrait être allergy


Yeshua


for this stone rolls
lo que alguna vez fue
and who's he become


allow me to enter
impel for break
me bridge before crossing

bit gold in youth
voiceless impressions
a loose tooth, some indent


i finally die
on top the mausoleum
behind a mezzanine


see how dangerous
there's you
i lift you into the sky


mountain zeus from this view,
may i fill your heart with pain?
with no cause to doubt
my belly protrudes.



I surrender.