roar
green turns writhing into black
swirling like a cheesecake
tumbling through the esophagus.
contract
hide your light you faker
and from this we are spent
and in the white find the cream
drip dribble
the rocker rocks
and sways my mother's lullaby
the rocker rocks
and spits his sweat to the scream
choose your peace
No comments:
Post a Comment