help me
walden freeman
Posts: 511
i no longer know how to move
or spread wings spiraling
down as clouds twist
from my mouth
or write you the poems
i never could say
your face has these teeth
that shine me to sleep
and noisily dream
in case you forgot
you stomped your feet
on my grave
just so i could turn
and dance in my box
that steals all the cable
the cemetary could offer
to donors of organs
with intact eyes
or spread wings spiraling
down as clouds twist
from my mouth
or write you the poems
i never could say
your face has these teeth
that shine me to sleep
and noisily dream
in case you forgot
you stomped your feet
on my grave
just so i could turn
and dance in my box
that steals all the cable
the cemetary could offer
to donors of organs
with intact eyes
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