shuffle

here, take me into your dying embered- frail cottage; core

these beams that do not reflect off of stolen misery & folken retellings

lemon boy, shovel out capillaries and almond necked mariposa,

it is i, empress of struck nymphs and april showers; treading gently.

childhood sneaks out through obsidian trap-doors

let this motherland weep and embrace her burnt skeletons

vermillion wipes itself like pg-13 feather-dusters. take care of

(ashtray monstrosity, saltwater pagan) clouded eyes

doomed amusement park enshroud me under fairgrounds

cogs churn and do not stop for: milky brats and toothy gums

write me soft sealed, yearning palpability beneath clown eyelids

caught lightning in this moth-eaten frozen milk bottle

divinity does not blossom into churchillian spires

subcontinental allusions as daybreak drifts

clinging onto misshapen nuggets & chocolate moulds

shape me into your oaken sunday best

internet romanticism does not stir up

your paper crane thin pain. disillusionary arts and crafts;

i think i never learned origami from this half-life

perhaps this aubade can be incendiary enough.