i often stay up much too late.
after eleven p.m. i become an anatomical genius.
sometimes a taxidermist.
sometimes a serial enucleator.
either way i stop being tempted.
i use blood and vitreous humor as finger paints.
after two a.m. i become a greedy apothecary.
i brew sickness from tea leaves.
i steal babies from their cribs.
the lack of eyes thrills me.
some things can't be found in a supermarket.
animal hides. the right kind of tea leaves.
the solitary thrill. eyes.
where do you get yours?
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