Switchin up my smokes, inhale broken hailstones and rhinestones on your cheekbone Scarred and regal, eagles claw in claw plummeting, no care for ground or impact Retract all the bad thoughts that keep you from sleeping, turning little top in the corner of the room A clutch of blooms, rotting and hyacinth and wet on your fingers, the scent lingers Burning sage in every last corner, one day smudge it all out, feeling about a foot tall and shrinkin