i eat your poems through the skin and suck agate
i don’t know what it means to love in any person
when persons are things?
can you ever be the first person in love?
i might love in seconds and thirds and barely
the first person belongs to dark matter
it is abused by the worst of intentions
here we are
haha what is a person?
what is a point of view?
when witches come out of the disaster of history
they don’t see out of any eye
but their eyes look for the uvula of closed mouths