3/4
i think that
there was
something
in my head
i can't
find it
in my
bread
and it is
not what
i read
it is not
resting on
my bed
was it
in red?
my lover
has never
bled
is it
turning
to a spread?
i cannot
pull my
fixed thread
it is not
staring
straight ahead
i did not
plant it
in a nuclear
warhead
maybe it is
buried in
the riverbed
was it
inbred?
where the fuck
is my bobsled?
it does not
look like an
airhead,
or a dim
newlywed
maybe there
is a crack
slithering down its
head
or, maybe
it stole my
banana bread
and it was
full of dread
and then
i left it
next to the
dead
