I have given your mouth a flutter,
To splutter and swallow
The numb atoms of lights.
I am a giver, a pacifier.
Poultice to your scarred eyelids.
I bloom inside you,
Your atlas of belly button.
A splinter of moon,
Beneath the crumble of your pillow
To talk and soothe,
I am a giver.
My green veins of lantern love,
Curtains on lips,
You on me , a gateway.
I give you moon and the sun.
Drizzling springs favorite song
On my flat body now.
To suffice what has leaked,
To make my words, a crisp song.
How do I express my anxiety?
Let me dip my nails and bite my skin,
with the horrors of iterative chills
like a wood spanking my cheekbones
Colour changing, chameleon tongue.
I am pulverized in this shade of trance,
with my thoughts eating my red eyelids.
Pich and pluck or pluck and pinch
Spit and run or run and spit
The ebb of heart rises like high tides in sigh.
I sit in this corner, burning now
along with the burning ink.