i pried my eyes out with butter knives
in my (k)nightmare last night a hole
                in my throat we breathe

the same air the same nitrogen
the same           carbonoxygen chlorophylllll
blue, seafoam green, eating rocks in the midnight

lake, we dream dream and oar through the river white
blood cells, low low,         drow(n)ing in CT contrast
it tastes like blue but the kind that is red (blue)
 

i remember the cheerleader costume (uniform)
               my mother w(h)ore red pleats red vampire
bites in her neck             thigh, cellulose torn from bone

i eat my teeth with my tongue and my lungs
seize hard, long tight,      i lost my rib bones in
college, i lost them in the house, i lived in once

that abandoned dorm building h  aunted , red
red          Red. eat molars red, eat lung lining red
until k(n)ightmare is red red                        red

and we kiss, but we don’t touch. it is, it is. it
               is? a kiss, but only sometimes, but only
in(side). i remember the EKG song loud red

river white, foaming at the mouth, and the
stab wounds of youth (water gun to the eye)
and pry it out red