sand carved songs
still embellish your ankles
six-four twirls
a hazel salt water dance

dead love letters from
when we once swam through
the skin of the horizon
with our two winged shadow

morning funerals
the sun apologetic; her
knees kissing, our ashes float
in her hanging furnace

i’ve been peeling, unglueing
cigarettes off my skin
like flakes of rain
scribbling prayer
on every snowflake

smoke festoons
this passé system of patchwork breath
kissing my cheekbones
the way you used to

under too many starless nights
i’ve lost count of
how long
i’ve been addicted.

Eyelids glued to my eyebrows
how's that possible?

sleep in the **** and sleep still eludes me
but dressing as a Chinese warlord didn't
work either,

life's just Monopoly
a registered trade name
and
we're just a piece in the game.

Fifteen degrees and the
temperature's rising
unglueing my eyelids
and getting my eyes in
to focus,

wishin' I was  going fishin'
but I'm probably not.