Wednesday, December 4, 2019

temporalis (part 1)

our holding hands
cropped at the rink I mean
that's it

who am i today
except for the times
walking my granda
over the ice

down the hall
you're descending
                            it's sunny 

your head 
on the window
                       and snowy at once 

call me           ?

all these weird things

the newspaper framed
in her necklace 

fuck this bedroom 
for harvesting