gift

wish someone would

tell me what day it is

i want to buy a gun/// but not for me

i wonder

whos alone outthere right now

ill leave

the window open

appliance 

i fucking hate comfort and familiarity rules everything around me

 the barter system is a lie too

how much sand do you even think there is

beneath the waves

i saw an island disappear

her name was mother

sssss

or at least thats what i called out

on my deaths bed

what i forget

i want to press
my face deep into yr stomach
turn so my ear listens
all that’s inside you
what it smells like here here here here here
my big nose up yr armpit
nipples out over the sink
i told you i’ve been seeing ghosts
what does this tongue remind me of
feet in wet sand
how it feels to almost drown
gullsound but blind eyes spin
tall grass growing
i want to be broken and left there
slowly eroded
by wind and the water
running over me