wash through

i woman am poems my mouth enter obscure interior wound. Exit

clean wound

hungry

apple limb phantasme rattle the attic wind howl
once upon house beams dusk

tint orator plaid sofa
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for woman's snake

peri o.d. waterfoll ower i red sand rad end and
icle eeth ache toothgether make an
xious fluid brook
basculate eggcart on crack ed ges

cobwebs

reexamine thorange morning. thatwin feeling.
a dark blanket. sun tick burrow clock
tocks out a route. billboards
un artificial easy. drunk
works words works words works words works words swerve
four highways, 16 lanes, an oiled windowshield

limit. now. less

how did I get ?

my stone extension bones

remember entering
a pair of legs

calf \\
powder hair
part of him is her

the spiderthreadspiderthreadspiderthreaded d us t

lucky

Juices looses!
a fated mate and
concord grapes

ash and vision spray midnight bullets closer than loser
then looser
9 holes in the same sleep.

only one escape route

Idea:
deconstruct the plexiglass cube and build a new one of the detritus

Jesus,
smash me into your box.
my head is a nail

God,
the siren bends tin wind on a boat to process re-begin

wooden as an infant,
my nervous haunting whistle,
patrols ex-cavern s
life
s impetuous mast
towards and odorless
beacon

wide earth

thin straight

cliffs

untrained navigator
of round ocean
ushered into the drain's tornado