O Starry Night, This Is How I

There Is Rust In My Mouth,the Stain Of An Old Kiss.

Once I Was A Couple. I Was My Own King And Queen With Cheese And Bread And Rosé On The Rocks Of Rockport.

I Raise My Pelvis To God So That It May Know The Truth Of How Flowers Smash Through The Long Winter.

Bless All Useful Objects, The Spoons Made Of Bone, The Mattress I Cook My Dreams Upon, The Typewriter That Is My Church With An Altar Of Keys Always Waiting.

Fee-fi-fo-fum - Now I'm Borrowed. Now I'm Numb.