suchacutup

(raysweat's pressing, remix)



skin hair and everywhere



the thing about Romantics:
we children never had a chance.
it’s just one of those days where
they will probe until they find
the movie many times

look at these hands,
they always think it will end differently,
how they have a mind of their own
the skin of the matching fingernails
pressing the morning
it’s just another snake that hisses

it’s a lock of hair in the bible
long yellow hair
and skin
the skin of an official inquiry
the skin of a faithless grandmother the skin of
a trick of the bible a prayer
sliding into the overhead bin as useless as

the orange cantaloupe moon.
unappreciated coffee.
the ripest grapefruit sun

faith is any book
when you get it on your lips

could be
where the word was open for pressing
you and me against the page

soon there will be your flesh
to sink into (my only interjection! this! right here!)

watch as they try to think
without water
doesn't matter

soon the machine, the parents' unsuspecting backs
will suck us all in

is outside, though,
her duty?
they've seen
behind doing


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