Lose the Decorations

by Bircher




I'll wash my prints of murmured touch
Etched with vinyl cellophane
Masking in my rabbit's hutch
Along my starkness circulates my lung
Around the void a candor yawns
Pressing out, my natal plum

Islands grease their bone
And calcinate their home
While I bathe

Held in a forage mold
Touched by the microscope
Taught with a bandage love
Badgered with sour gloves
Flush out my camera
Dilated in a fervor

Balloon my mouth
Decorate me
Vesper now
Puff and balloon my mouth
Decorate me
Vesper now
Puff and balloon my mouth

Assume my vague decorations
Mug me in my prime
Forgive my aim in desperation
Your Shadow hums with mine

Written by: Alaric Bloss

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