i touched the parts that maybe
you don't want to see
i touched the place that makes
me shake
like little kids with chattery teeth
(i think we always faked the chatter)
i smoked the ugly promises
like a drag from
regret
i ate the berries of
a little girl in
opaque white tights
i pushed the envelopes
of mailboxes
unforseen
and it was
milk
and
honey
in a
crystalline sienna tea.
/ah.lex.crumb
/one+one=two.
