in hellfire and
affection
may i extend
a kiss
for each time you’ve
been made
to feel..
Powerless
shadow wprk
wringing caffeine
hands-
shoehorned into hearse
shaped bus
on
sluggish morning
rush
i lack the push to shove
my way up
front.
escape habits
formed
in pellucid
layers..
well with
bleached santal,
pink salt
on crow’s feet,
a mocking nod
to noble-
both elbows on
the table,
