does echo
have a word
for dream
the wolf in stork’s nightmare
speaks dolphin
what do I miss
my blood
your collection
of pea-sized
pillows
before the feast
there is one
erasing
the doll’s
eyebrows
how long might satellites mourn? sickness took the lord. a scarecrow the pulse of a cricket.
not every image was worth the effort.
for the stomach
served
as is
to the ghost
of god
the under
born
fight tooth
and kneecap
in the same
spiritual
darkness
took mouth
mine
for a dead
ear
we’re not allowed to be in the house past a certain time. we read in tongues from the book of that’s how babies disappear. we hide the insomniac’s handsoap. our fathers do impressions. our mothers the bulk of the digging. we waste little. blood, paint. from our dream supply.
dream won’t have me
kid says
they eat
hypnosis
the extras
of silent
film
for the noise
the angel
makes
at the sight
of blood
the toothless
take
a knee
i.
a lifejacket that small
my answer
is no
ii.
no
has one
eye
iii.
god is coming to touch your foot
