Blisters
rising, rising, rising / through blisters of rays beating they're incessant / friends of crows cats are falling from skies today / claws reaching to their home / amongst floss and dances
my mother weeps for my sinking stomach / and heaving breast but i never have anything to say i amost wish i did / it would take me to a time where my mouth was a corpse / full of gum full of, gum.
with one hand upraised / i am the bantering fool distracting all from my cavern don't, look inside / don't, look inside don't, look inside.
30/11/2015








