Mountaineer
Mountain ridges arise from your back
Everything is broken
gloves on, real friends, fake friends
No Tongue
Raven at your window
get out get out get out
permanent, this
package taped tight, just right
I haven’t seen enough
too much too much
an abscess in my head.
Play along, cigarettes dead, peace gone
eyesore, throat dry
esophagus skinned raw.
Drag the sun behind me
The rivers by the mountains
Still flowing