how have you been?
time has no even taste
pull your mouth off
the gloss, muppethead
satiny & birdless
we did die
in delicate threads of light, our hands full of
syrette of rosy.
hope you've been well.
been combing empty dimensions
need to come down for some
shaved wing, bent pillow,
see ya around,
turn the page (slight tweak)
metal bright in my pillow, a you
in twigs. your knowing, joking, eyes,
moving around this puddle of toke,
fall distracted into my ready speech
your dick has been colonized into a hyperhole
I've been down on top of skies, nipples feel
you matched my dress
like a child with intervening squirts
small drunk with almost teeth
our four legs in a shadow jump
your mind triceps are a hardon
what motion noise. a clippings boy with
you're P.M. has been renamed
twist of a cat swoon
splashing balls, eating, breathing
tight in the bends, stalking in gestures
0h, I stare through your mossy pose.