It's from her collection called exits/origins. So if you fancy a good read,
take a gander at this one...
“The sky is turning itself
inside, out,” you said
and the cars were barriers to our escape.
The sky flapped like a (bird) caught in
my mouth tasted like blood
as I looked up to check: turning/ plastic bodies rolling over.
EYE IMAGINE the what are, what are you looking
at stranglers? Please hold my hand.
“It scares me,” you said, flipping an eye shut/ drive towards
Ex- but don’t, please don’t, let the tires scream
Won’t jump out/hold on
Won’t jump on/hold out
Want to wake up in the darkness and know you’re a life, or is it beating, beating fortune?
Call
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