Crumbs pattern the plate / like footsteps in snow.

Do you wish for a heart
less like a turnstile or a mother tongue
other than a dollar?

I wait
for your tenderness.
bleeding along
a foreign border,

he bends me over and asks me to call him daddy so i say who? or blocked
number.

This body / of sags, ironing / the art of happy.

look / we all become our worst stories / this is mine / I went
back / for more / nobody made me do that / I just hated being ignored