Kerri Shying R # 516 outfits held against my body like the tab doll ( for Clark Gormley)

the lines   on the screen  are so much more

elastic   than the borders   of this  death sack

 all the breathing in and breathing out   day

time   ends with night      time which smudges

I feel you rub me out    along the edges   adding

outfits   held against my body  like the tab doll

badly cut out   easily redressed   I am stored

inside a buff manila cave  up on that high shelf

 my flap   grows sticky    as the summers roll    

waiting for a hand    the reach  away  from some

data job   please let me    mangle   the address