shot against the brick bitten clay yr baked bone writhing in the mud napped faucet isolation d rips throughout yr "sleep" cakes smeared around the sheets just reverse yr shirt clocked 'n nodding numbly numbered with yr cu te pointing at the sky Drink cu p brimming with yr "spit" numbly crackling manifests out shirt snapping in the wind's sheets the frosting dried cakes thrown in bushes th rips cluster on the crumbs napped sleeves you folded, bone, mildew strophes bitten after lunch you shot yr wad 'n licked John M. Bennett
