from Black River Ghosts
the echo slowly consumed with you
waking caked with crackling moods
after transparent songs drift down the rain-wrung streets
a passage of moonfrosted cars
the field i first dropped acid in
says strong winds bring back her fathers hands
during import of our parents’ flaws
after faintness attains translucency
the scented epinephrine
whirling down upon zen-peaked roofs
says this and says that
after amphetamine spells your blood