Who is coming across
me?
Who has come onto me?
What search leads
The stranger onto
The excavation of my
breastbone
Onto paper?
What night did they
have me?
Or what day are they
ignoring?
Why, so loud does
your feel pound the floor?
Why, so delicious do
the strawberries pervade?
Why, so lengthy the
times I do mourn
Mourn a thing ill
fitted and weak
What stranger type of
stranger find solace
In small letters
grouped together
What future does this
odd grouping
hold for someone
without a clavicle?
