formless

inspecting mythologies of the self. i am always slipping through my fingers, like so much muddy water

webcam wrists spit at my feet
a dip, waters roil pink our lips
are one in froth ...

I SNUCK IN
SILENCE ALL WHITE
PARAPETS CROSSING LINES ...

blank, teeth on asphalt blank
plastic dinosaur in window blank
kirby top lip into spine water crawling down ...