you which could grin three smiles into a dead
house clutch between eyes emptiness toss one
at nobody shoulder and thick stickingly un
stride after glide massacre monday did
more)ask a lifelump buried by the star
nicked ends next among broken odds of yes
terday’s tomorrow(than today can guess
or fears to dare whatever dares to fear)
ivery humbly thank you which could grin
may stern particular Love surround your trite
how terrible self hood with its hands and feet
(lift and may pitying Who from sharp soft worms
of spiralling why and out of black because
your absolute courage with its legs and arms