Rusted lyrics gushed from your tongue
I awoke with calloused lips
As you baptized me in Jack and coke
Planting dandelions in my hair, wishing it would stifle my will
Summer nights as birds with leather wings soared
You mapped out my collarbone
I begged for air
But you kept my breathing tight
The morning flare embroidered across my face
As panicked poets uplift the silence that is left in between
The dimensions of my cave sheltered the loud noises from my little yowl
I weaved baskets of mortar trying not to permanently sleep
The gallery of my bones will march on  in my funeral parade