I hear
again
of your
death, I do

the rabbit
math

-

I have a son
passes
for time

-

crayon
he says
or crown
of thorns…

his language
I try
to watch it

-

his blood

goes from soap
to mouthwash

a miracle

-

a miracle’s

mutant
reverie…

-

stick, stick, bone

-

for dog, I do
the math