Milkweed

Sift through

What’s shining

Watering down the weeds

 

I think you enjoyed it

 

Look at him

He’s wrong

And he knows

 

He enjoys it

 

Warm bodies

Tungsten

Radium

Hexane

 

He enjoys it

 

As he severs himself

The door

Glides open

The door is

Shut tight

The ceiling

Is sinking