anymore we can just ask straight each other
the anxious can pass, smoke
in an overcast bedroom
chill
these being the words,
purity ring on repeat
well
may ends
well may birthdays are gone
well I have to move a mind again
somber just doesn't justice
the flowers are so dead
& so meaningless that I haven't bothered
to destroy them
or to even throw them out
I just moved them from the table
onto the floor
so I've room to elbow around
can it be managed, a life getting saved
time isn't what this was
the great length, big old distances
something so desperate
something so drown,
something so make gel bones
slither
throw a brain away
puff up a balloon heart & fly up in it
trust only that
your hands in the silk sand
sands in your eyeholes, nostrils
babybird it to me
I'm sorry my heart is an infant
it should never have arrived alive
it should have been stillborn
I should have had more to drink
while it was parasiting, puffing
but now I've to raise it up
nurse it
I can strap it to my back when I go camping
and I can toss it in its harness
and pull it taught until it snaps back to my arms
come on, baby
grow already
