swallow myself every time I see yo… Words begin to form  And die in their birth I have not talents that other boys… Im scared and frightened and unsur…

That through so tender hopes we cr… Deepening my struggle with bones a… Gifting an invigorating semblance… Dreamt in soiled sheets all eagle-… Mirrors that line my ruined thighs

We awoke our dead in crosslight Believing this crooked garden was… In a wicked willow’s shocking hear… Breaking the drawn out seedling Creature this yearning day

In my dreams the wind shows a glad… But when I awake I am disappointe… Realizing this azure sky Has rolled down the other billow And I am prostrate in this room

As I slowly tread the boulevard At break of night; lights zooming  Bouncing the nightmarish foundatio… Oil demonizing the angel walkways Glimpses of priests and devils

It was whispered through cracks in… Secret sins that should be pardone… But who pardons the worms of the g… Slithering in its own filth Sliding back and forward

In this sun-bracken figure I boun… Inside broken bell time Lighting green infancy-infested cl… Burnt of a feverish tripping spell Invading rustic dwellings I among…

As I felt my flayed flesh in stal… Peek a singing song in my upturned… A tiny singeing hope began to knee… ON/OFF   COLD/HOT Sweeping memories to me

These veins are boiling So many hours this night As statuesque as a burning bulb That you picked with claws That reached my loins

I showered this rainy autumn  Thus far; I’m unscathed, I guess A heart unblemished is unused It must have the wrinkles and stai… To show the merit of the cause

These roots that sleep beneath me Have been pulled up; excommunicate… Given witness to former occupation Layed abed with warm milk Lined with honey-blest whiskey

When the dew of storm’s chin still… Puddling inside the pulse of branc… A man walks his conscience In that park each morn To breathe the sweat of sun break

I hold this rose under my nose Betimes to hold the leaves you lef… These lights before my face Seem like fluttering butterflies Rapid in movement

Where through swollen sheets  The blasts of light springs fort And death shall have no kingdom In this sorted breath upon my vein… Though cold heart stops and cold f…

I sputter and spin within my own c… Able to construct something that b… My own spiderweb, casting across d… wriggling myself from the hooks th… Across my arm that I cannot stop…