You were swallowing god damning dogmas
Rough palmistry your hands could not align
Unsexed you borrowed callow spit, not lost
No, looking for a space, just not mine

Redolent with skin of unknown
Unwary hands, nomadic ghost
Levied words from my spiteful throat
Understanding where my thoughts go
You’d build a boat out of my bones

I thought I’d reclaim you for the ocean
But i could not cradle you with dirty hands
No star death casketed in palms like these
White knuckles cracking, playing simple maths

We were squealing
Dogs with bad dreams
Eyes that smile, gaze so dimly
Isolated, nursing skinned knees
I’m weaker than I thought I’d be