hotter coffee cold
summer hair
cut
less swedish fish
swimming in
red plastic the trick
to make me smile for
the third trip to the
hospital this month
with the smell of good
smoke and skin outside
but i can't stay still
and I heard from my brother
that he's leaving next
summer cold
held in my hand with
less swedish fish
swimming a yes for me
through the strawberry water
and cooking wine cooking
down to a skeleton in a
disappear in skin and smoke
with good air outside with
blueberry jam and blackberry friends
skulling
cherry pie in the
grass stolen with
ants and "your brother
hates you" and
just stays quiet
with sherry clouds
shooting down my arm and
a black mirror proof
deep in my candy bones
and burning my fateful
fruit down to
bamboo chutes smoking
snakes to the midwest
where he went, hypoxia,
i am above it on
bleeding foot fleeting
eleven to the middle
of it, the east of it,
where my brother goes,
a swedish fish in water,
sugar, honey, a bird,
black cash feeling
a place that i would like to go
a silent cycle grinding
teeth, a red blanket
grows, sprouts teeth, growling out
a sound that phone
calls in the cold
and i am bound to believe
them, crooked fingers,
a dance dive
in the
dark i am a dancer
diving down to
less yes, a swedish
fish i am my
brother watching me
go and
watch as
i go;





a weird rain crooking wind
a window cracking hard winding
down the glass to the shape of
an old tooth that i left
behind black with eyes and
riding a hurricane
in the rain, silver metal
ringing weird,  a weird rain
clapping up to a place
that i would like to go
where my brother goes,
where I go.