Chalk hands. 

Listening to the confessions of a stolen shoe 

those that were ill fitting will someday 

Will be posted back over lines Of silver service 

stationary drinking till drained 

Of empty alarmed emotion.


Bounce it twice chalk hands excellent service.


Reading feather letters of apologists

wrung out of sweat soaked Sheets

Silo entity of something standing over 

my grass woven heart 

Blade boiling in gas compressed soap dish 

blooded bears towed on pickup lines.


Bounce it twice chalk hands excellent service. 

The weights reassuringly unbalanced 

Whilst wearing in the life of other’s sin.