There's a woman comes in here
at night because its hers she says
and wears black feathers in her hair.
I shut the dor behind her to punctuate
those mutterings that fall perpendicular on my ear
and she turns the darkness over in her mouth
like a blade of grass.
If I ask her why she comes she says
don't bother me about your ********* dreams
Jan 7, 2014
Jan 7, 2014 at 1:07 AM UTC
There's a woman comes in here
at night because its hers she says
and wears black feathers in her hair.
I shut the dor behind her to punctuate
those mutterings that fall perpendicular on my ear
and she turns the darkness over in her mouth
like a blade of grass.
If I ask her why she comes she says
don't bother me about your ********* dreams