dead eyed river:

your lips are the end of my line;
i’m wearing fish masks to deflect time into bottles
sealed with wax.
little wishes written in invisible ink
seep into jagged cracks,
whisper empty bottom of the glass.

ring untrue,
superglued lips parting flesh,
and find liberty within your hands
caressing scales.
ring untrue and smile void
through charred airwaves.

i’m coming to you unglued,
fish mask fresh with decay
smelling of *** and the center of being;
i am rotten between my teeth.

you are dead eyed endings,
blanks shot to terrify the living -
you are unforgiving,
smelling of grief -
you are my ending just as i thought
dawn was beginning.