termites crawl in my stomach; you
are my disarray, o soft and golden -
take the curves of my feet, the
freckle on my lip, and
hang me on your wall, you
compel my speechlessness.
i'll keep guessing, guessing
and unguessing.
i am up all night over this.
Jan 6, 2015
Jan 6, 2015 at 10:09 AM UTC
termites crawl in my stomach; you
are my disarray, o soft and golden -
take the curves of my feet, the
freckle on my lip, and
hang me on your wall, you
compel my speechlessness.
i'll keep guessing, guessing
and unguessing.
i am up all night over this.
