“I Can’t Believe I Let You Leave”
“Adhesives and skin glue hold my pieces together
just taut enough for the tides of my teardrops to wash the separate parts
ashore upon a land inhabited by naïve natives who cannot tell hot from cold which
leads to cases of emotional exposure and melting energy and enthusiasm sunburn
the moral mirror’s conclusive departure is not an ongoing thought process of maybes
and what if’s, forks are still only one road and this lonely pebble sea shall
be swam alone.”” Electric kids inside coffins wrapped inside electrical tape ,
decomposing like the prosy I am showing you NOW LIVE AS TWISTED AS POSSIBLE.”