she slept up through my window
her window glasses on
my reflection
was just
her
image


one she
never saw



she looked deep
into
my
eyes
her
favorite
colour pink

pretended not to notice
but we felt her when she blinked


one
black as coal
the whites
of
his
eyes
were
hollow


he watches me unfold


my pages will have no creases
her love for me remains
remains whole


we find in
her

only
comfort


there's no beauty
in
an
sheet that's been stained

until
it
rains

took my canvas to the launder
painted with all my past
come back
with
an
bolt


of
lightning
that could
cut through
diamonds
glass
in
my
haste
we have swallowed
scrptures from the past
she slept up through
my window
?

we know
how easily people's get confused
uhm
we
can't
explain
our love
we aint
who're
ewes
we
are
what we know
?











...
..
.

hello sweetheart
we have missed you
hows
an
word
picinic sound

we aint gotta whisper anymore
fixed my horn
when
it
thinks


it honks so
lovingly
here


honk it
hello
sweetheart
?









...
..
.

past this joust
place me with
your sheep
as
an
wolf
with no
teeth

trade my fur
for thier wool
learn me past waves
of
cruel

take my mother from my mouth
I want more
of
you


let me see
past this
joust
?









...
..
.

what is an purple heart
it's an just before
broken
bruise
what
is
an
purple heart
?











...
..
.

my fingers banged
as
she sang
her lovely
tunes
was
it
me
or the man in the moons


ima tells you


my fingers banged
her heart
to
death

come on boys

ima done went
and
fanger bangerd
son of an gun
daddy spit
me out
of
his
shine for me son

my fanger banged
on the side of her neck
have her bruise
daylight
refused
to
protect

tel me
who
am
i

but an child at your feet
after you turned me to greed
i am never alls I'll be

who was me was way back then
still just yesterday pulled me in
take it back


take it all from me
teach me
an
prayer
beyond
this
in
sanity

write another song
sing me another womb
come on be my lady
as you plant me
weep within
your tomb
cry cry
cry
for me

beyond your grampas purple heart
think you could stick my head
back up there

he says
mom a im coming home"
we don't trust him
this for that


wait an minute
where did that song she was singing go
my
fingers
banged
?

Boredom
windOws opening
breathing foRce beyond flame
granted gracE by change
finding mooDs on shores
love implOres
all the More
?










...
..
.