And then you sack of skin and bones

i have heard the root poop- and

standing in a sea it’s hard to see what

you mean

i mean i am not virtuous

i mean i bump, too, in the night i mean

uhhh uhh uhhh

but i know what you mean about distance

about 20,000 people signing up to die on mars to die

on the way to mars  we thought

there would be more

even if all those people go 20,000 is still a pretty small town

and everyone knows how humans feel about living

in a small town

maybe that’s what you mean with your howling

cause

i (too) howl at the moon?

but maybe it bounces back and into your mouth

i think i’ve seen it there

it doesn’t make me do anything

except want to kiss

uh. oh.

i overheard someone say they were a salt

and another a muck

                                                           you are bones inside of skin you

                                                           and me, we are

                                                           we only have to worry

                                                           about the day we won’t be

                                                           but i’m not worried yet

i’m glad you saw a bee

i thought all the human bees were dead