Scalpel scattered patterns across my eyes
Paper Plane swirling for forbidden lies
Wings of a Butterfly,
torn me to pieces and so I cried
don’t die; let me dive
surf beyond that tanline
then brew me into wine
Generated Skin,
Born with a swapping bleed
Tame me, drain me
Remind me of their history
mystery, misery
Persuade me you weren’t a dream
A dream without a patriotic gleam
Liquid Rocks,
Bury the exotic fantasies
birthmarks, foreign shocks
It was forgotten; make it stop
Tick-tock, Click-Clock
They can tell where you belong
Must silence your beating songs
Rib Bones,
Make a fracture and listen
Dead tone, Lifeless clone
Gentle twist with a bubble foam
There’s no way back to where we’re from
Brittle blinks backstabbed knitting yarn
Weeping whale wonders forever in the dawn