hysteriac at home

woe! i am a not altogether fortunate woman
my pocket seams with potsherds polishing
a bag of skin trailing portentous signs
and i am broken news, my sand is yellow

to find my edge, i walk into the sea
her seaweed briarpatch of gorgons birth
surrendered sky by pegasi recovery
as mermaids sing flat edges for my shanty

woe! her thanatos uncanny, even for me
the horizon roars for blessing every line
shore smashing every bauble blending shades
soft seashells made tangible the breast of ocean

and time is a tangent tracing its beloved snail
and the cradle failing of her continental tail
and she is drawing, drawing, under seasons wax
pink salty glowing in her seamless milk cocoon

woe, woe! my every mask a bending earth
reflowing throng of placeless impossibility
and desires every glance she didn’t chase yet
my marbles rolling in her depthless pocket

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uteri

get em hot
skim cooling

like sumber bor
in 12 hrs or more
chocolate lava cake
stone melting

tropic shiver
truly your

earth dwelling
tacky decor
tasteless tasty

ova in—
ice tailor—
screaming

wicked

//

. . .

oh no!

dessert
amazing

1, 2, 3, ho!

smashing
to order

. . .

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