Safe Shadows

to Chalk residue on my

skin white as Fury

Black leaves damp from open wounds

With scars come ego

Not empty but full of life

No one thought to make

To match the red fucking skin

Peeled from the English

By stifling sweat who beg to

Be born of the sea

Bleeding red wine and steak juice

Bloat me like noon suns

i whisper deciding words

should we end? should we?

overheating minds to wake

restful and sweating

with thicker pigment to hide

just stains brushes red

mocking laugh. I smile in the

hope she'll bring freckles.

Soon spiders legs crushed in red

Now stay white and pure

Neon lights shine like futures

Up 10 pence from 2

Dry heaving in the alley

Eyes as red as thoughts

Synch with the tongue powered mulch

Of weak paper straws

summer nights to let me stay

and watch the dusk bats

Spine collapsing my breast bone

Air is for the lone

Foam suffocates me against

The self sealed escape