August 31, 2012

Shuck

when the moon is full and i’ve pried
i’ll take up your guts, to the little shed outside.

i’ll shuck all the light from my skin, and i’ll hide it in you.
i’ll pluck the long grass, that grows from me, and hide it in you.
i’ll pretend i’m blind in one eye, and i’ll hide it in you.
it’s like your head is crumbled, and hiding in you.

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