Yes You Can Take It With You
I have a shape?
How soon is (then)
Did I have a shape back then - now?
I was am a footless leg trying to tiptoe on the sun
my sand my temple my cells my addiction
soft, small and infinite
I want help - for us - is all - I know -
they tampered with 'iiii'
They have stolen all means
Can you rape it? An outline?
You cannot avoid it
is in your 'lungs' your 'song'
Pull yourself together they say
Pull yourself so hard into a shape of nothing
Say you're no murderer by human proxy
My erased hands draw The Tower
'I' sad porn of Saturn
I want to help - our - nerves/enmeshed
Can I magic her blood to be
It flows ‘within’ her skin?
There is no sure
Look after your own they say
Black mouths in identical mirrors