The cold stars are watching

The thick night hangs as we whisper goodbye no I say no and a blue

bird whistles low kiss kiss kiss she says come play only for today steal

the moon call it yours one day no one will know, so the velvet faces

bloom under honeywinkle suns then a big swig of him and that is what

I say! Okay! Oh what is blue when it sinks to the ground and there is

no more sky no nothing above, just shirt hangers clicking and quicking

i’m late! I’m late! A moon bursts the world is silver, good night grandpa,

little girl says, grandpa? he tongues the bore of his gun as the cold stars

watch, everything’s gonna be okay, his eyes squeeze, everything’s gonna

be okay, bright spray, wet splat, a cello aches, she’s a woman now, scarlet

curls troubled eyes breasts 32 pushing up just for you tugging ugly like

two things fucking ouch the thistles snake through my ears brain dinner

to the rear of the mirror a bat flies near pat pat go his thin wings go oh

no oh no they sink they sink with the blue that was once my sky now

empty and gone and the sun too heavy to rise where is tragedy, have you

been there?