Eyewash

My bathroom remains the only place I'm ever naked Smashing soap into my hands each morning The shower throat all belching there behind me Bloated with my shed skin riddance One non restroom away my blinds clench up on the California sun Setting fire to the dust and possible day pull on my apartment and I A genuine fear of where all this sleeping leeds Has Got you thinking this, About what you would and wouldn't do to survive You would not dig for a fresh wet wishbone in a still kicking chickens chest You would not dissolve small slices of unraveled arm under your tongue You'd maybe kill the power to your hand but that's about it Really You know The razor for your face can not cut kids from your male animal abdomen You were not born The moment your stomach was finished Your one wing plucked eyes half filled And wild yolk like so Sliced into a since So I ask you Have you ever really had a hand fall off Or found your mailman in your home Eating one of your new poems holding a knife to your bills Half swallow the scream you can't cut And still keep all the juice that opened up arm By tightened the ropes of your digital watch You will grow no ghost to leave this angst to And This no ghost will wear no lockett for the safe keeping of your fear To dangle like a heart So it may always and forever hear the gulping throats Of all your stoping drops of blood Like this was something beautiful, When compared to your red skeleton Like you say You've asked nicely for your arm back Except Every time the sun leaves you alone on a far curve of the planet You think you feel the whole slung 6lb's of your cartoon heart And all its irons tugging drugs toward it --- Eyewash - Subtle