Kerri Shying R # 564 - Here.

Here.

clean with honey 

soap   bed resquared

stalk of lovegrass

all that’s missing

for a one note

idyll       me

a day away

from mopping

shit up off the

hospital floor

 stop   to feel this

hollow  I won’t

sleep    there’s a

jerk      he  

has the time

to graze

on facebook

pages  telling

me  how big

and wide his death

is going to

be   not me

let my body fade

into the garden

occupy a

screw lid

jar  please feed

it to the cat

sell it on the

bourse  dry

it off for

jerky  then he

won’t

visit it

no more