RATS AND THICK STEMS LIKE I WISH I NEVER KNEW

i smell dirt oh myself
inside death motherEarth
i knew jokes never had
she knew i’m a heart
so beautiful black sheep
baa! better than you;
i gave all of me
i won’t complain —-
i am so softly dreaming
many soft fascinating
illusions: a leaf like
a rat run to gutter
so special then i’m gone!
i love myself better than
you//a foot-petal clean
flower said, ‘thick stem
, on a plain so clean’
my brother sang from
six feet deep a gown
of death and i say
‘i smell dirt oh myself
won’t complain i can’t
complain it’s the dreams
of memories asking if we
were alive before we felt
death — leave me along
and rats and black sheep
too — what i should do
SO I LOVE MYSELF
SMELLING DIRT

:: 09-10-2015 ::

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