apoplectic in dust swirled,
downy sun’s heated curls, collapsing
head to chest and
descending, fretted and ruinous, sweat forged
stairwell,
your mouth gulped deep against its
tendered youth.

pulled tight with sheets to lie
in practiced coffin pose,
heaved with hurried disinterest against
white spacked walls,
your arms snatched air and breathed
hard breaths toward
fawn scritched rotwood.

oh churned,
battered fuck-up, gutted
wide in natural light,
soft glow breaks motes of flaked
bark and
showers cinched shut eyes.