In twilight you will find me Dipping tenuous thread Umber on dun Sputtering tallow Tapping ash into my thin skin As if the tattooed music would soothe The crawling terror in my gut Hollow eyed I ply the offal Crack the marrow mixed with spit And dirt I form words of earth And blood and bone The viscus slippage I devour The accretion of tears and sweat In open wounds only births Words that fester Were you expecting a pearl? I am weary of chasing Beautiful winged creatures Only begets feathers in my mouth And dry heaves Fluff and nonsense Raindrops and daffodils Never sustain There are no gentle angels Only capricious minds that rail Oh the horror of living Off the remains of throw away moments Chase the rainbows end To your designer ever after You will find me Teeth bared and waiting For you to wake up… TL Boehm 04/02/13