i felt like turning everything into italics today.

you told me, I for I, am
a light headed prosthetic delight,
leggy, no not right

"did you, did you do your
half seven smile?"

and now your lips, they hang,
inside thickening flesh
of accumulation
of golden cell,
of a knock knock im home honey
and im robbing you of day time tv
for cups of tea and the hospital, they all see.

Author's Note

sheeesus this got intense whilst writing this.

Reviews

[Collect-Eye]

I know you said this flowed out quick and yes intense..I can see some things fusing together..maybe some surface and internal stuff fusing together..visceral metaphors reflecting abstractions and literal reality..IDK I love this..there's a lot of good writers on this site, and you're quickly becoming a fav of mine as a writer and a friend..it's a rare intimacy that's closed in quickly..
yes, I adore this..thank you for sharing..hope everyone who reads it takes something beautiful from it like I did..in essence it's yours and personal and special and exclusive to you, but it creates a bond as it spreads love in ways that reveal themselves in their own time and way.