lush theory
i’ve kept my matrix clean for you
and this unwrap goodbyes
swelling hallelujah
with oyster tongue soft
all blush and in full synthetic
easing its way back
into your shape
hypersmell
i feel far away from you in plenty
wanting to be merriweather in
your spice cabinet
a milkman at your gap
during witching hours
handheld
a virus growing in morsels
on your chin
~~~
Arielle Tipa is a writer who lives near a haunted lake in New York. She is the Founding Editor of Occulum. Her debut chapbook of poetry and prose, daughter – seed, is set to release in Winter 2018 from Empty Set Press.
