Influenced composition

Gurgle ink,

spit-shine paper,

wash in the warmest black

until fingerprints fill

and hair clumps

and lips leave marks

like ash in a hearth

that could be construed

as the chronicles of cavemen,

and hope

no one remembers

your stained teeth

reflecting against

the well.

*

Write something just

for me

that leaves a

stranger hoping it

was for

them

and so were

you

*

Drink a poem

or maybe just a drink

to find that any word

that has been sipped

and slipped

and slapped

over your mouth

has been over

other mouths that

sounded like you

but weren’t

because they slopped

and sopped

and sobbed

over other

mouths

that sounded like you

but weren’t

because they

drank a drink

and no words came

except to ask

for another glass.