Sorrow said, “Believe.”
Think behind and I’m the tonight.
Think really of behind, when said.
Now talking of true hail, the hail said it
“When to waken want.”
Moon that I fool-believe.
Summer, that goodbye to all steel,
Be death-believe. Fine.
There’s raining touch.
Think stripp’d don’t touch.
Fool to think everything goodbye,
No pluck flying.
Think-telling when please?
Goodbye there, shit soul.
Want everyday raining what more?
Winter shit think, think
What like-stories need night.
Sleep flying soul moon.
No garden-plot, that.
With light lies
Soul want spring realize:
Fuck-weep-soul behind th’ halo are kept-believe.
True cold tomorrow gonna
Flying lily hear some.
“Sun-warm’d no”, touch said.
“That sick tonight”, touch said, to changing hear
‘Cause letter laugh mouth.
Chilly think lies hear behind snap, its
Want of sides
Night eyes think steel.
“There’s fine think on alone soul”, said tonight,
A when mouth.
Comfortless fool to believe, really.
Goodbye, same everything.
Hear a said light.
Don’t your want.
Touch, touch that behind jealous all-forsaken.
Soon death gonna we to moon.
Flying to sleep, no talk pluck.
“Beneath”, said shit. True.
Some sides believe touch.
Believe kind soul gonna we to moon.
Garden-plot lily summer sides
No fool believes.”
“Comfortless fucking when think”, said your rose:
Think, sit mouth tonight.
Mouth-think, what full to wake.
Behind soul care,
Think, think lost,
Brian A. Salmons, 2018
There’s No Need, by Empire of the Sun
I Don’t Wanna Hear It, by Minor Threat
A Daughter of Eve, by Christina Rossetti