i’ll bring you

nightmare no. 630 (flecked haiku)

some roads have puddles
some rivers are flecked with blood
i’ll bring you a glass

What I’m Reading:

“Allow no Christian rituals
for this bitch, but, if
you like, you might invite
a homeless dog to sing…”

— Sandra Cisneros / “Instructions for My Funeral”

About istsfor manity

i'm a truncated word-person looking for an assemblage of extracted teeth in a tent full of mosquitoes (and currently writing a novel without writing a novel word) and pulling nothing but the difficult out of the top hat while the bunny munches grass in the hallway. you might say: i’m thee asynchronous voice over in search of a film....
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