Sloping shoots,
Fingers splayed. Ridges
Gesture silences, secrets
Unspoken
Your wax
Mask melts on your breath.
Our worn words
Drown in stagnant saliva.
A mountain inverted,
Chin's up. Adam's apple
Bobbing beneath seeds
Planted before your picking.
Armor will crush your cage.
Steel inside skin.
A sigh is heaved:
a mover hauling
A piano.
Contained in a rolling plain,
a pressure-cooker
Pressing the past,
A small child stepping
On the heavy, bloated bladder
of history.
Process the pleasures,
Please leave the piss.