bitter

listening to the seven oceans,
no easy way out its worse than bein’ blind,
fractures and limits don’t show out on the street,
musty seeds spitting and stabbing like a ghost scratching at the door,
couldn’t cauterize the sensitive eye who wouldn’t meet the wrinklefish
who drowned in all the laughter of the dirt floor insomniac,
in tiny horses flying through eastern and dawn and listening to sacred whispers,
listening with the unthinkable patience, listening to the unsewn unhewn unused,
to keep up with the sun, to find the sum,
and be crippled in the moonlight,
to be sorted out by the double cross,
betrayed by every touch,
chasing after little threads,
and the anti-believer,
frayed further and further
hanging unknown,
thirsty intrutsions,
turn single digit vacuum insight,

within distance deconstruction models,
within perception melt down,
head sticking out of the sand,
every appearance,
who did they give a name to,
who did they give all the rights to,
who did they give,
who did they give,
where is the endless scent now,
where is the bottomlessness now,
where is the bodies declaration,
where is the dedication connection,
little beast
picking up and dropping little fires,
little stars,
school of fishes in the roadside show,
hydra fluent,
reborn in pheonix fire,
little waves,
tip the scales of my galvanized apologies,
guaranteed to freak,
and always need the hot clone witch,
to tell me where to gamble the twist, to repair the itch,

but who did they blame,
And who did they save,
where is your endless scent now,
where is your bottomlessness now,
where is your body declaration now,
where is your dedication connection,
I want your edible subtleties,
I want your instant doorways,
instant decoding and instant retold,
bandito portal
half eye eater,
ball and chain,
bombadeer sharpshooter,
I want the warmth drifter,