take this poem
take your fingers
brush my guns
swallow me
you hole
never
spit
me
out
move me
from here
to there
brush
the
colour off me
put fire in mine eyes
that my stars may shine
pictures that I've known
bury me with them
cast this she'll
from
me
less me
fire refine me
beyond purged
that my lungs
collaspse
around
your
breath

let me be found
in
your
deeps
surround me
teach me beyond
thier taught there
teach me you
learn me
beyond
what
it
takes
to burn here
?







...
..
.