I'm just tired of counting bodies

is this mausoleum tardy

let's just paint you a pretty face

flies dip tongues into tear ducts

in toothpicks fought unborn

contusion is hungry

they still eat their young

proto-culture null and void



all veins in highway laps

this breath collapsed again

this hex was delivered spent

orchestra influenza

drawn and quartered pets

it dwells and grows



this is the pocket-sized edition

rabid sleep through benediction

let's just paint you a pretty face

museums mark their bodies down

and the tenants found

all the distance in their prefix



contusion is hungry

they still eat their young

proto-culture null and void

fever bliss into central nervousness

I was bitten on the entrance