Monday, June 4, 2012


i blister prettily,
who i used to be
chew down to verbs,
a lot of itchy shedding,
icy cabochon eyes under
unclouding meltwater

tried to
trust in my mouth parts,
tap accept, accept
on the window milk,

so eschew me,
sink holing or swole

under young leafs i
sat and sang O give me
a home
in autonomy
ever more, a-

and i like you blowing down
on me softly
while i dance off these legs

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