Lids fail as autumn leaves

breaths come in short and shallow heaves

some bodies twitch some reek

whatever had come

over you

everything but blood

is blue

I see black spots but

nothing's new.


Regardless earth it spins

life goes on, your name on a stone

it underneath your bones

the earth that spins had swallowed you

I want the surface but

let's say the sky

is what I crave but

am denied