hunger is my prey
lessens in the day
perfect resurrection
maple mud reflections
numbers levitate
the goldfish and the bait
gender is uncertain
underneath the curtain
i will spend and play
space is in its way
looking stiff when we're gone
in this melting three tone
in a needy hand
in a hungry land
grows my satisfaction
literal abduction
sense that purple light
not as if you might
sense that purple lightning
no romance and fighting
our consuming ways
are a spark of safety
our consuming way
it's a spark of safety
