crop
naked I have cleaned the story of my own drowning
–
father leaves his raincloud
mother
her trapdoor
–
sometimes when my brother is near an apple
a body-bag
fit for a mouse
changes
color
naked I have cleaned the story of my own drowning
–
father leaves his raincloud
mother
her trapdoor
–
sometimes when my brother is near an apple
a body-bag
fit for a mouse
changes
color

Ohh love that “bodybag” concept! genius!