dreamy

take a big bite of the cherry pie
a long pull on the alcohol
the flames are hot and rising high
so lets shake the mice from the door and dart with the spiders
pull hairs through the clock
as we lick the nail
with the water dripping from hidden deaf eyes
I can manage to post this foot through there
to him
her ways as man and his as her woman
till the bell starts up again and we run into the plastered walls
the floorless room   here
no.46 second on the right    just up a bit and along a couple of doors
there
knock
smoke as you enter
fall over through and away leaving only your idea     please
don't write
don't breathe  not as you flourish
laugh

give me my eyes back or collect more of them from the milk man
collect
ears
why eyes  long rusty green eyes
hug burning star-shaped ears flapping you with sweat
cooling your deposited idea
the eyes
of
burnt pigs snorting in the woods