wet white chalk

the light of our eyes screamed like crickets in the night
creatures cross-eyed at the sky

wondered why god tried to blow itself away
a dandelion behind what face?

ridden backward the molasses horse that the suicide made
spreading wide the seed galaxy divide
you see, all honeycomb must splinter to survive

nothing more than dripped fat from a whale bone
the wet white chalk we make
all life a candle of god’s remains


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