weird
the ribs broke off
carelessly
how tired you look
the color
from your eyes
faded
what sweet sound
of music
passes through
thick lips
on the brink
of something
beautiful
Pinkie
Hand me down
the pink teddy bear
from your youth
Place him in careful
hands
that give kisses
every night
Tomorrow
Pluck all lucky habits
old
and forgotten
as they may be
and burn them whole
dirt
you'll find them
inside
twisting towards tattoo
what happened
to your leg
right there?
Don't you know
how you got that?
suds
i end
in bubbles
smiling soap
friendly until
the bitter pop
Loft
why time
oh my
tell me all
about it
on weekends
watching every story
from this real person
on harboring
baked quilts
in pleasant gardens
sit down
where
when I was a kid
were you?
And all else
is an afterthought
