Stop me, woman! It is an enormous lie.
He is a dream shadow abutting a languid suit
yet his light feet say they never ache
You watch men heave their rocks & sit chanting together
I eat cool TV love or picture dressed sweat
Sundayly
like breastmilk of my sleep
like blue moon rain a smooth summer lake
the skyest beauty
but I was the tiny friend crusher
I shot my puppy
Why? Ask the thousand diamond goddess
She of when forests sing
She who rusts black from worship
from sad language spraying eggy
Her sweet petal beat not played
(Written with the Magnetic Poetry Kit, original edition)