oblivions

Plug your hair baby

into

that light socket and

light up like a

Christmas tree for

me baby on fire baby

bright light burning for

ten days of night un

-til i breathe a mist of

tears that announces a

readiness for a certain kind of

death

one

that says i

loved

and i

lived fullness and i

tried

and

tried

until my

palms bled from

fingernail kisses that

hated every

thing and

time and

every

sick

fucking

face that

just wasn't

a cure to

this

infinite grey black searching

whose heart is a stomach whose

stomach is a mouth

whose mouth is teeth

whose mouth is snapping

snapping

snapping

snapping

snapping

snapping

need

my strangling hands

are

crushing infinity a

-round your

throat

this universe then

shouldn't be