trip your fingers down my song
tulipbulb my vertebrae
slipknot throb through cock & bone
dip me down an eyelit bay
frailcap crushed by water weight
nailed to the deck of a capillary ship
hail me by your jetstreamed whisper
exinhale through fingertips
nobody
hey ee cummings
yous got me humming
witda verses (and stylez) that u
right
nobody, not even
u - fresh frunt to back
me – slashandburn hack
I roar-roar:red instead of pale
contrite
nobody, not even the rain, has
difficult dense
yous plays with spilling and tense
until a (sudden) line elegant —— sweet like a newlywed
night
nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands
