Jewel’s Jesus juice
hangs hitched high
in a mourning noose
Numb night
of memory loose
Need feed
Dry brain bleeds
Cheeks chew
Light wooze
Belch caught
Noose taught
Tight muscle
from lovesick tussle
Laid puffing
Feel nothing
Lies lie bare
The truth of last nights mares
The west romantic
The cure less care
Fair feather lies
inside sand skin
Early eyes
drown hands in
Snatch her faster
down h-our tower
Ridden host
the thin closed flower.
The one I love in moments
dies every sundown
Honest
sum up
Every sunup
I rattle my tiny heart.
You pinch my twisted bone.
Salt
Salt
Salt
Salt
Held helpless blinking
Handcuffed sinking
into jaded waves
Goodbye ain’t enough
My heavy stare
Bull lust to tear
at lips so-fair
Soft air marbles
smoke and hair
She laughs
my heart scares
Scarred quick
down route whiskey fix
Sip and pis into bottomless
regret that lucidly picks
thoughts to treasure yet sunk below
In the heart of my art I say
So what I’m not.
So what I’m not
So what I’m not
So what I’m not
So what I’m not
So what I’m not in love
So what I’m not
So what I’m not in love
Salt
Salt
Salt
Salt
So write wise forget green eyes.
They flutter for another use yours to shy.
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