Lizzy Burnam 🐞

says later
a wet-boiled her from concrete heart) 
the who-what-how 
is every face of love still dis-
assembled me 
couraged me 
graced me & watched 
the dumbshot luck of me dis-
appear thru the cloudpane
like a worm down 
nightbird’s hollow throat. no 
song from this one, just 
a redeye taste like too-hot quesadilla (
puts the quest 
in question, ha, I’m here & there 
is your here too).
sea or sky—will float, will fly 
til death like Icarus do. 
at everygate my mom’s mom begs to die 
and saucer eye gets darker blue.
hoperung dry, i try i try i try
but fuck (me) up & (i)stay regardlessly. 
i stay loving 
both of us enough for 2 
(that is, me 
enough for you). kellytender 
with the check comes back (comes back 
with the what else can I get for you ?
on time and boarding thru foot 
and not look to redheeled ragdoe Jane 
run gray with bored( ick-unk) breath 
toward 1 (one) Fahrenheist more
—a loveless letter un-writ unsent 
to nobody from 
this claustrum(esque)
this fromful place 
this falling up sight-first vestibule