go, speak
in coffee and
song
black day
today was
bleeding,
tomorrow
a green feather,
yesterday
yellow
flames all
a creeping
like willows
at dusk
in a flat
winter breeding.
mosquitos
and
wit
come
at summer
not
til weather
is a scalding
metal pan.
share
aches
with blanket
if you, horse, make me
share pretty times like
a fair ground rider.
i’m
beyond now,
all a
ghost now,
platitude of
French philosophers
stand in quakes of
ivory
and sins.
we stay in
and eat burgers
and fries in a ring.
i don’t
see
much
through
this
dirty
window.
these stockings
that pull on your
car door make
shivers in my
back, terrify
those gymnasium whore mongers.
wow this is simple
like
playing big
numbers,
I showed you my
colours
red
green
yellow and
blue
like rocks
in
deserted places
they are fractured
and
spittle
grinds
my mouth like an
osprey,
fingers clench
on your
scalp.
i’m a
wild wispy
wanton, I
sit on your lap. I’m
a wild wary wanton
I scare
chase
trap.