tuna fished flesh
salmon eye lids
blaq cherry lipped
mulched fingertips
ive pleaded for the point
a regiment to appoint
a dislocated joint
the storm in which i'll sit in
a feral kitten in the kitchen
the constant,
churning, missing
for a galloping pup
sun bathed and hiccupped
moon cleansed and dolled up
pleading for the purpose
a luv stoned silver porpoise
skimming the algae off the surface
