Luz, you obey th dark cries. like war comes
to a quiet village. tanks
through a forest & upon th house
that has been thereForever. at its feet, th body of th beast
is long &
it climbs into yr bedroom, up th spine &
to th heartWhat yr body is worth. you crawl on th wet
grass while
singers fight. hold you to reach towards
a hospital stay th punk prostitutes
th pain
No comments:
Post a Comment