baby drilled

if the sun still
shines then the
moonlight's lies
and

good
chose
evil when
god chose
sides since
then

we've been repeating
what the rain said


spray the earth's
bones

into the bay

let them make
homes

in the riverbed


pool like
blood
where they
sink

back
to black
like spilt
ink

pores absorb
the poison
her

thirsty skin
drinks
who
thinks
with one hand
recitin'
what the other
hand's writin'

another open
wound
to let
the night in