<oops>
i drank all your beer + stuck
my breasts to your
bathroom mirror
goodbyes
spat a c r o s s
the good china
the dead live inside all of us
forever but
i just don’t want to live
with all the death
rattling
between cilia hairs +
seeping into my dreams
little wet tissues stuck to
foot arches
leave them to their
salted mantles +
dusty shelves
clung to beta decay
like
adhesive teeth.
all grief is agonizing.
peel it off in shriveled
curls + brush it
off stooped shoulders
<grandma’s teeth>
zoetic brine
place your eye
balls and lashes in the cut
crystal natatorium
before bed
lips salted in iron flecks
tiny crystals
tiny points finding their zenith
encompassed chatoyant tussah
lack of limbs
laboriously packaged in wrinkled silk
ligature indicators
an unexpected throat cottoned,
astringent, a
melted wax bath
and delicate insertion
cool stainless-steel to the quick
the only time a heart rests is in
between beats