HEARTBOOK

HEARTBOOK 

Heartbook reborn is the language of eels.
Heartbook is gone w/ all the hurt that she feels. 

Heartbook is blue as it always had to be.
Heartbook the accident that's happening to me.
  
Heartbook is water-pistols, handbags at dawn.
Heartbook under layers of prurient porn.
 
Heartbook reborn is the weather and the telly.
Heartbook is leather and Heartbook is smelly. 

Heartbook incognito, Heartbook under cover.
Heartbook a lament for an unfaithful lover. 

Heartbook has spoken like the first morning.
Heartbook comes w/out a postmodern warning. 

Heartbook is stealth-boating down the river. 
Heartbook is writing only read by the liver. 

Heartbook is making it up as it goes along. 
Heartbook is breaking into spontaneous song. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

◄ EMAIL FROM AN ALIEN

LIVING IN CUMBRIA ►

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