Here to strew the beauty that is too late.
To sacrifice all to the void that howls.
Spread the colors on the range
that pulls and frays.
Paint my bones
with mindless letters.
Scream at me from the void
that reeks in all your silences.
Burst the bubble you built with lies
as it caresses my fangs.
Watch green bridges shoot out
like the tongues of snakes
and then retract.
Let the canyons speak
like sweet grass.
I will be waiting there
like a shiny pretzel.
I will be writing love as a curse word
with the ribbon like a leash
between my teeth.
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