Bittersweet Box

Quick - street devotions, deadlock sign

he watches, no words

are sufficient, often, no words - but lilac wine

will help

on these occasions, for insomniacs, abrupt decline

nights - to fill.

In invisible cases, hulls

Give the will a door, my bittersweet box

milk taste, flagging my overnight lulls

here in these aloneness places.

What would I give for a switch, caretaker of my brain

here in the protective screen, an administrator, nothing is in vain

nocturnal, usually a cold, cold, cold

breath, to me, that night.

Butterflies can be beautiful ...

Without you - no light

& it breaks, loose, break through, with more weight

the neurons, bushes, bush, babies, devotion & submission

cuntlicker in company, in camera

in company & in pursuit we are consolidated freight

sulphur & like magnetotactic bacteria

it can usually live with.

Enjoy the silence!

Because when they left us without mundane projectiles

to shoot

projections worthwhile, usually only the drones

& on the imperial thrones

of our hormones

biochemistry, ruler

Let it happen!

& flow it is ...