"duns a nickel under your pillow / for every tooth knocked out // with knuckles. The sucker’s / tied to your aorta like an anchor // too big for its boat..."
"Sometimes I float above us the sheet around me, out behind me fluttering in the pure air the landscape grass brown against purple-shadowed hills, the color so sweet it tastes like flowering grass..."
"NAME: populate lonely places with weapons the negative space loves most. they are the host. AGE: the negative space doesn’t need agency when it has an incendiary device..."
"...instead of an actorskooling floral like / GARDENIA, floridawater on altar / gold bell, honey, champagne-ya / and doing such a good job, bardlike convince / the flies..."