kingsoftrain

city 148

Jesus on the cross, mother in a tree 

Hair keeps god
awake

*

city 149

I smoke and one place on my body 

knows three 
on yours

city 146

Forehead to forehead, the sick children 
blur the coin

of labor's
voided 
palm.

*

city 147

The end of silence

met
with

city 144

because you wanted to know what ghosts do about their missing

*

city 145

In the elevator of the nightly named Bruise Hotel your mother points to her stomach and says 

to you 
that your eyes will never kiss

city 143

A fish they'll say
made of sea 
lightning
as if it's not 

all 
sea lightning.

Here if you see a bowl
outside

go to it
and stay.

city 142

Leave pain in its blank heaven.

Let touch
undress 
taste.

Change dreams 
mid-god.
 

city 141

The angel of eye-level
loses
a crucifix.

Attraction has no children.

A pear
is remembered
in half. Music

knows only 
the locksmith's 
lullaby 
of deep 

looking.

I love about this place
the abandoned weather.

city 140

One counts underwater to a certain number

Colors forget blue