excusez-moi and we will talk soon
you need not slice through the jelly ***** of
reality in search of understanding
you need not destroy since everything is
see-through slice your own eyelids start there

you need not break the clouds there
are too many things above the clouds
even when you cannot see them
pulling you towards one direction or another

do you understand that our bodies
are made up of water
bodies of water under directorial reign of the moon

is it really that difficult then to understand the rope you are
holding at full moon? the red paint?
the bare bodies at full rotation
passionately trying to match the speed of the moon
at complete curve
arching backs to receive some more warmth and
the summer is only now coming to an end

can you feel the sharpness of our
breaths that the earth is a ****** globe every
crack inviting to twirl every
cliff asking to get fingered when
storms collide do you not feel heartbroken something
has collapsed within the brain do
you understand you must decide on these things

and the belly stretches out for miles
for you a living bed, organism, blanket
come, sleep in me
come, lay your head down in me

save the anonymous