con vex

that heart

the shape of a bowl

that fed ancient civilizations

with the hope of finding something

that does not require someone

that brain

slippery folds of women atop of women

where your mother will warn

that you need to get a good girl

for you are a better boy

those lungs

a snowless winter breeding confused squirrels

that have stored every yell not yet said

though when they are required to marvel

silence will reign warmly

feet

plugs buzzing dirty sockets

hands

sidelines of history undone

mouths

say it say it say it like that cup and that plate

whispering to one another

until they delusionally dance onto the ground

cut my heels

lacerate the legs

ruin the hardwood and the resale value

always the resale value

damn the resale value

eyes

yours

unmatched

but still

i will look

with that empty hungry bowl

already concave