wordwhorse

and in those moments
when a new lover’s
fingerprints ridge textures
over my skin I
try not to remember you.

sometimes

the noise in my heart is

more perilous

than the noise in

my head.

i tumble the rawhew

of your words around

my mouth cutting

my gums and

spitting out blood like

gasoline.

airtipped

eaglewing.

overhead

flows.