ozomatli

the
ribbon
that
you
wrapped
my
sugar
in

twenty-six tears

there is no light in your eyes
mercy has no perimeter
no decency
no design
just a bag of centrifugal absence
littering the roadside void
with cardboard credentials
dipped in the purring kettle
of a no vacancy sign
catapulting memories of
a graphite sky pinned with valiant medals
into the sleepless concoctions of infinite demise

suicide insid(H)er

they's
peach
juice
on
yer
tongue
indecates
that
woman
done
been
out
tendin'
t'
her
gardin