three

whisper          inmy
ear
what is on your mind
little          petals
flowing
outyr spider vein
cry-in          to a
shoulder
little statuette
whisper   inmy   mind  flowing   outyr   spider    statue
cry-in   little   flower   posing   petit   leaky   veins
(speak into yr heart, all the words you never heard)
never   (k)newyew   couldn't   cracking   two
just!
dripping   leaching   soil   until   
every one around falls down 

my my waking hours
the fever dream where I lie still I'm
still alive, know that my my
breath is mine is mine alone in
my my waking hours, staying shallow

so tonight's ice
piles up
(a-a)gainst life lines that
      trail my heart my empty chest
just to quiver
so I'll shiver for tomorrow,     but no longer
     for my morrow gives an hour
     for my sorrow gives a
lie. all my lies      to you,
     all for you,
     the liar in my chest,
my little swallow. for you
I'll stay hollow
but our journey's almost over

            i can walk in
            a rotting towering
          split in the flowering
            our ivory does not
            stop its devouring
    but my husk                     it
    won't make a fuss            it
            goes every day to
         my asphalt garden where
    the ghosts of rocks will pardon my
      transgressions as the bones of
    rotting towers split their stretchers
          fell for hours to the
            asphalt garden where
I          found          my          life
in        the             shards     where
          the seeds of our sins        
            sent us a towering
                  husk
    so we'd never see them wither into dust