PINK MIST

I never figured how to skip a pebble over ponds.


                         
                   all
plish!         are
                      aglow
           eyes

algae in my               hammer
           
           sink!

I sit and                       every

                                 

          swallow, my body pretty hammer every
          
evening I'          
          m
            a                    I hem!dizzy
              ram,       morning
                   every           
                                  am              
                                     haw!
every 
       time                                 
             you                            
                 feel 
like stopping 

             yank your shoulder

you should                     out,



rip the sheath,



salt the wound and slaver


					  over 
all 
        
          that
the meat 
                  slams
 
           against
the ground