Let The Light Be Called Day So

Big Heart, Wide As A Watermelon, But Wise As Birth, There Is So Much Abundance In The People I Have.

There Is A Good Look That I Wear Like A Blood Clot. I Have Sewn It Over My Left Breast. I Have Made A Vocation Of It.

Even So, I Must Admire Your Skill. You Are So Gracefully Insane.

Meanwhile In My Head, I’m Undergoing Open-heart Surgery.

The Place I Live In Is A Kind Of Maze And I Keep Seeking The Exit Or The Home.