Mishamasha make me better

Put your memory in that Schuh box
Pile it away
Safe in the corner I am turning

Prove my doubts
Wrong
- my instinct
Right
Nest in my heart
and my knickers.

Lips hands skin
energy to
leave it
scattered about
myself
on the altar
Conjour
spiritfull
command,
spirit name.

Fly, Goddess - full shoulder my thighs,
cosmicfullbellystrings dancing like Flesh metalled together

Bandages

Put his memory in the Schuh box
in the corner
I am turning

My angel
My saint
Don't you know I can give you space
That you have a place
in my heart bumping
Life Snippet?
Quality
not quantity
my mute reply
You do know me.
bump
ouch
bandages,
nurse
of dogcatfur and rust sawdust
You twist my choker
my life
heart full of reggae loveliness
liver full of red stripe
I slithered down the wall
I ached
and dribbled public tears
I walked your stride
You plugged me in
To the mains
Where I want to be
Ironically
I hope you need my air
You held my hands
and maybe my heart
is safe.

Let's build-mould-colour
ALL the in-betweens