day

or

two

old dirt

match dust

dried

mustard

sleep time so long

locking goodnight between the

sour gaps of my lower rutted

wire

grains of sleeptight tail,

wag from between my

lips,

a sleep time.

so long!

a sapped sink, sweat

sweet dreams.

shaken skin

harmony round the

bronze walls, bubble

blimp fat curve

static wrapped snug round the

hair on your arms, warmth

catching clinging, sternum to

spine

hazel splash, round back

silk caught got you

sunk.