represso (2018)

  

Raw ingredients for poetry amount

To a finely minced slurry of rock soup

Boiled in sun sweat

Sprinkled in paint chips and pinup dreams

Put on a back burner freckled in whipmarks

From the sadist barista swans

Poured into a human mold sausage skin

And held between the legs as

Scalding bus jolts try to

Zap it into life at 7 am by clenched leg

Measurements calibrated

To entice tasteless buds

To make room for her honey

Honey

Honey

In the bottom of this cup 

2018