the lights move on
faces:sharp noses
tub eyes, the blue knocked
Out
his mouth
an accident
move, she thinks
her hair is good/real:
everything from the ocean
new. & inside her Other
mouth Sweet Candy
~*
listen, when I cut over
Again, I will write & there will be
a rainbow with everYthing Sky, chimes
that catch the wind, snowflakes will pave
the road in soft glitter -
you will come out of the dream, a burst of
coolness ..
better teeth?
your smile will be a Language, never pleading.
the rooms of your days will be smooth and uncluttered
~*
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