PEDIGREEING YOUR PRETTY ACRES
pain
goes into a glass / and he turns bread to toast again / i had his
body, it was a tree / it was a sheet of paper, a map of all the water
/ grinding the mass out with a hard found shovel / carrying your
light in a drawer of chest / burning you until you are lit always /
stretched and flexed over easy / i jump into your pond and swim / i
am carp and you are koi / you bring sun i bring boy / all things
permanent that will not last / skin growing less extraterrestrial
fast / one more embrace, and flesh for the bone pit / longings
arrested in gravitys tit / not a pittance for your ear lobes / let
me move into your skull / have it expand, make use of the ladder in
there / have poetry on your walls / serotonin-based gulls,
godless halls / looks like we made it / we are strangers to no one /
we put our almost-nothingness on the table / this is how we play
guess / fancy dress / another wild address /
[you
say chess / and dress / and guess / I guess, distressed]
the
burn marks don't show / say, television, prime plutonium and all the
laughables don't glow / they want us boxed up in prepositions /
dressed up like fools for being a doll / spend years on your bones
without taking a toll / they are worth two / and nobody signed up for
forever / i call visions on your bullshit /
[i
honestly think there should be a whatever]
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