all of my hearts feel injured
out of each mouth a separate tedium
unaccounted, all unaccounted
the ticking of this tongue flat and gross
in the stupor of days and-
and you are dead in the East
pale horseless East
freckling
falernum soaked feathers
for fathers
fatherless East, now
and farther
over the terminating sea
you have left me, here
and how sick I have been
how unimaginably quiet my bald mind can be
I touch my own forehead, lest I forget myself
I do not even recall, who I am talking about
I find myself in the strew of night, ineloquent
and helpless
how easily, I flicker
not even a copy of myself
Jan 4, 2016
Jan 4, 2016 at 12:13 AM UTC
all of my hearts feel injured
out of each mouth a separate tedium
unaccounted, all unaccounted
the ticking of this tongue flat and gross
in the stupor of days and-
and you are dead in the East
pale horseless East
freckling
falernum soaked feathers
for fathers
fatherless East, now
and farther
over the terminating sea
you have left me, here
and how sick I have been
how unimaginably quiet my bald mind can be
I touch my own forehead, lest I forget myself
I do not even recall, who I am talking about
I find myself in the strew of night, ineloquent
and helpless
how easily, I flicker
not even a copy of myself
