Covenant
the boys laid cement angels
lay in her arms like a child
fat evaporates the light from
suckling god to milk flown
with autumn shells of moths
lay burnt inside my
engine dead she said my
blue toyota
the boys laid cement angels
lay in her arms like a child
fat evaporates the light from
suckling god to milk flown
with autumn shells of moths
lay burnt inside my
engine dead she said my
blue toyota
