the secret language of crickets

Sunday, February 28, 2010

ink all over

my mouth is all strained red
out of sweetness
head so full of winter
got the cold caught between my teeth and stuck in my eyelashes
everything flickers out of the
corners of my vision
im out of breath over this
you awful disease dream thing
green eyed devil summer boy
cardboard cutouts and bird silhouettes
detuned piano
dropped from the top floor
like sunday morning
untangle me and
used my body
as stitches
dear god
written letters and tucking them under the back pew
my first memory or you is
blood and sticky hands
and my body drowned in your sea
oh captain my captain


these are the things i throw out of windows except the snow is everywhere. so they'll be dead by morning.

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