a tire swing confessional booth tear-drops between us our portrait cut outs ramble about station wagon homes and rest stop showers the noose of amusement frames a make believe getaway itching but patient we sneak kisses in rumbling laundry rooms car hop dates spiral into laments melting ice cream stains my passenger funeral chimes resound from your skull but I hear wedding bells an inmate to emancipation bars you twirl around your mother's shanks sibling ankle weights keep you captive and have me playing in the prison yard sleeping in the overdue womb has placed strangers in your windows your bloodletting mimics the maternal curse that is lorded over you a fist of platinum yanks the gears I bark with canine abandon white-knuckled follicle reins reconstruct an umbilical leash a mother descends into dependence upon her daughter a botched graduation flexing frightened fibers I display my blunt teeth to the lowly matriarch a blade rises from the cutting board an appendage of mama bear terror the threat slashes kitchen air winds of homicide skirt across my cheek weaponized loneliness strikes but that woman has a terrible grip stainless steel stumbling I grab you as if we're in bed and conclude our rehearsal brute taps collide on ceramic transparency violet beams separate a silver shield disrupts my slumber waking me to an empty mobile bed naked souls scuff asphalt sharp wrists clang against metallic scarfs Alone and cruising you must have left while I was away photographs strewn about with pathos capture all your best angles a pale canvas with deep and erratic colors your blouse gives you away florescent accusations burn into my scalp as I soil the chemical shadows a television anvil strolls in with malicious intent fuzz emulates me this doppelgänger pillages under eagle eyes idiotic attempts to survive foaming and absent he tugs on you and I lurch at the screen "Who took my place? Who stole her? Why aren't you looking for him?" "We have found the man we were looking for, now it's time to come out." state lines become sighs home grows more abstract with odometer moans you scorn me for not downloading pivotal themes yet the stereo sings sweet blond blankets my lap and adorable snores scale my goosebump rock wall i am careful not to rain on you it's never pleasant to be woken by a storm sand clogs our ambition lazy mornings stretch into hot naps and discovery aquatic pulsations frame our bodies a grinding floor wrinkles the shore sleepless but not from intruders' glares rather lack of eyes upon us matter gains holy significance as I reach into the curse you seductively carry a motel splurge has led to a bathtub breakdown a huddle of depravity saline solutions trickle down composite curves draining to a darker mire a bomb in your belly we wrap each movement with history on the mind you beg for a fiberglass operation table but I use lack of tools as an excuse diffusing the explosive with abstinent affection your eyes lose center you a lousy navigator i a gullible pilot steer us into oncoming terrors hide and seek in gas station aisles I fail to ever find you you burrow into membrane crevices my digging gave me secondhand sickness a crimson parachute regains your breath the iron flood ends the nightmare void of a passenger our garden falls into disrepair immune to creation