muddy lungs
death flickered a coal light inside you
this morning as I separated from
the moon, my crater
my coffin
stars eat from the palm of my hand
festering caterpillars
from the stomach’s boiling acid
only the freshest babe
I selected from within an evening sky
will I *****
to not swallow, but choke on
and become as noxious as my lungs
African poesies will not awaken there
kneel, wilt, flowerlike.
Feb 19, 2013
Feb 19, 2013 at 8:37 PM UTC
muddy lungs
death flickered a coal light inside you
this morning as I separated from
the moon, my crater
my coffin
stars eat from the palm of my hand
festering caterpillars
from the stomach’s boiling acid
only the freshest babe
I selected from within an evening sky
will I *****
to not swallow, but choke on
and become as noxious as my lungs
African poesies will not awaken there
kneel, wilt, flowerlike.
