[response to “Here, where ruptured vessels blossoming, a…”]
Reasonable Disintegration //
An arm on the table and skin pooling
on either side of the bone,
his chin greases over
to a shoulder ball.
A rolling under
What a lonely hair.
I eat my own face today and it
tastes like creme brulee. Sitting,
chewing the cud of my tips I think
I’m craving one more