a glassy foot
a glassed stomach
put the agonizing piece
in a glass case
my varicose made of wax
bluish
my exo-skeleton
on white ribbons
like in ballet
head
shoulders
knees
and toes
knees and
toes
pus
blood
saliva
vomit
in storage containers
egg
blood
cocoa
a bee is looking for a
way out of the
woven carpet
lying amidst all dead cows
in animal harness
mulberry mouth
the herb Paris of your voice
in the backest corner of the garden
"are these deadly nightshades or cornelian cherries
behind the consecrated
elder?"
mulberry
like once before I pick her and she
rims the mouth shrills a blue
bell in the dream we ride: small-me on the scooter
you on the stepboard jump on
and off
running board reason
my donkey child
you arise in the snow
I screamed in the monkey tree
the wind blew summer out of the fur
the world hit my disheartened
knee