Sunday, February 3, 2013

5306


Feigned fainting;

you feignted

while the moon
cracked
over the city

like an egg
over a frying pan.

One fat raindrop
wished falling
and dreams
I can’t remember.


Your aortic pulse
breaks through
the stillness

through your sternum.


There’s blood in the everywhere;

there’s no blood
nowhere.