I'm just tired of counting bodies
is this mausoleum tardy
let's just paint you a pretty face

flies dip tongues into tear ducts
in toothpicks fought unborn
contusion is hungry

they still eat their young
proto-culture null and void
all veins in highway laps

this breath collapsed again
this hex was delivered spent
orchestra influenza

drawn and quartered pets
it dwells and grows


this is the pocket-sized edition
rabid sleep through benediction
let's just paint you a pretty face

museums mark their bodies down
and the tenants found
all the distance in their prefix


contusion is hungry
they still eat their young

proto-culture null and void
fever bliss into central nervousness
I was bitten on the entrance