Holding the ladder
I was hungry...
Outraged film
and dirt life...
The trembling hands were
ostrasized for living more...
A rapt moon was listening
a tale of two murders...
Living
someone's else death...
I see it coming
the end before the beginning...
Mooneater, I am my poem:
fantasy of words...
You are peeling me off
like a crab...
Confused and wary like a
spermwhale, you are...
Bounty
of landfall...
Siblings
will take care of the morgue...
Will pursue
the star killed by a limb...