lumacadelvento

I saw his mouth and beard Quiver And words sprang bound like tadpoles tiny frogs bound in wriggling soft shells bound like a mouse in a snake And a bead of sweat Rolled down the crook of my nose like a tear Rolled down my cheek to stop on my lip Quivering The tears & sweat mixed with the rain until I couldn’t tell which was which So I gave up trying and let them fall 1 little 2 little 3 little 4 little 5 little six little seven little eight little nine little ten little cigarettes Boiled and burned Dropped ash on my foot tonight and didn’t notice Ember stung my lumpy veined tendoned bony foot top bounced down my toes and