you drive a clown car into a crowd
it is how you mourn
the accidental burning
of a doll’s
body-sock
and this I understand
as a city
kind of thing
as a way to eat
darkness
among friends
darkness
from a stomach
a way to lose
blood’s password
yourself
in bread
whose nights come to them in food
wrote lullabies
for cocoon
and stuttered
dream: a contortionist on a stretcher
bulimics
at a tortoise
crossing
as drawn, the boy’s
alien and cow
evoke rescue
dream: a toothless sheepdog is spooning roadkill in a wax museum dedicated to famine
go on, birth
take silence
from a baby
bring little, for I am a small room.
my clothes are yours and have always been lonely.
from nowhere
came beauty
to avoid
god.
bruise, ye
from nightgown
to blanket.
be kind, history
to those
in my dream.
it is common for the male cannibal to carry the skin of the due child
fasting is a sin and starvation a commandment
orphans are given home movies and edible pillows
language is a head
we bring it cake
suicide
is death’s
unicorn
she puts down the book once it begins to read like it remembers being written. it’s my book. do you know this man? his sight returned while he ate. boys play freeze tag to sadden birds.
leafing through the milkman’s picture-book of outhouse graveyards
happy to taste the gum on the buried shoe
reverie a learned behavior
god a tornado warning and hearing
a ghost town, this
a cigarette from the purse
of a past
/ mother
