Karolina Q.

Two, in the front,
playing like children
Two, on the train,
laying like lost & gone
delicacies oblige,
the drinking era
age, error
shrieking terror
night tremors in the sunday
mums from a siberian
sea. cold eyes warm heart
stiff dandy taste tart
plays 'master, drink me
be all of the deep sea
shallow as the black
be bodied, miss me


karolina said...

i'm not siberian, i'm russian.

Brooklyn said...

I liked the sibilance. How are you?