http://poetbabble.tumblr.com/post/9981772359/forgetlings-lysodol-read-to-you-by-me-like this sprinkle of rain (finally)
coats and paints a
fulfillment almost
ready for the spider's nest
and nails across an ocean/less face
and
just like pills underneath my tongue, bursting
on his shoulder sits wisdom's scoff
i force
love to jump off a cliff
and he