All Shoot


All Shoot

O sweetheart I’m around
sweating for somebody else’s mouth.

dreary silver on the grave
always wolf cubs off with names
a young girl for her armpits

mines lathered in high-speed
tax her up in cribs of
your facial flickers

a meat-grinder coming alight
anemia whistling happy
pales a year and marries

gush and fuzz in her farewell
elses him a cave
wounds into hand-painted speaks

well-bred milky braces
willowy baby spiders
asleep in the thistles

handmade belly suntanned
your navel desperate for a hot bath
horrors of beast and kiss

singing that mirror
of smother and lion

a needle hissed awake