Work in Progress, Hammers & Nails Welcome
a dream
a stalagmite pierces
my subterranean brain
congratulations balloons
fall from the tear
a baby
placenta
nothing
i want anything
to do with
in the middle
of the room
it is pink
squirming
in a cardboard box
on the floor
the baby means something
the box means something
but i will not
will not touch
it
no part of me
or my flesh
my mind
counts a string
of small pills
a rosary
a recipe
regret
the flesh means something
japa mala means something
something means something
but no one brought the key
ghosts
ring the room
hover near the walls
whispering
vague faces
looking & not looking
like
a wake