*
sun killing size
let’s sleep in our shadows
brilliance after brilliance after roll of fat.
I’m back today & I’m a heaped arrow.
the blindness you’ve inflicted, exactly the opposite of what I thought
*
the day weary, along with
your breadcrumbs
even the loss frozen
the day lovely
don’t worry in your bird chirps
don’t regret or cycle
your slim acceptance
so nosy.
*
our private language not even
that
here beyond panic
Each ‘I want’ part of a false
parade.
*
Children were playing next to wires.
Flies were crawling on me.
Their touch less frightening than I’d remembered.
The patients must emit a smell before death,
she hypothesized.
