yesterday a buck moon the pregnant off white rock hanging heavy in the sky everything on the ground painted luminous and grey i accidentally scratch my self, draw blood above my lip the brilliant garnet roiling down my chin leaving a sickle shaped scar with a story to tell the velvet pushes through the skin, growing off the skull for competition and for *** and we laugh together hahahaha just like humans but it isn't really the case and the human skull is so ugly itself once all the skin has rotted away and melted into loam my buck moon will come one day