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

2 comments:

karolina said...

i'm not siberian, i'm russian.

Brooklyn said...

I liked the sibilance. How are you?