Beaten down
fist on my eye with black tears
Boot on my throat and grey years.

Spit and dust and powder lies
& powder kegs
Dynamite
Erupting in the night
And *****
      Children in the blue light
Grey tongues and swollen
might

Rolling into dusk
No days count
Adolescence like curfew
And kittens by the string
"No more no more"
You ask
The door shuts.
January has april showers

We walk alone.

*******

  the swing sets cold

the days go on til infinity
without
mercy and clouds part
way for october