POLLUTING

Anecdote is her life where she lies all the time
pretty face, bottomless mess, fairy-telling hair
clouds are hurting her from the sky, everywhere
the stars pitch, sunlight streaks her cheeks stained golden light

Tasty days, Hazy ways, how do you film this love
Daughtering, dangerous, slender sleek thighs who kill
Broomstick laws, endless ears, tired of this are you not?
Her voice speaks always in blue, prolonged tunes murdering you

Surprised are you insane a bee without a hive?
Your mouth enjoys a certain bellow that proceeds
Without a sign, without a skirt, without a head
Extend my name as you, increase your yellow shoes

Fallen quickly, ceiling rolls down on your twilight 
As if never ever, smiles had never haunted 
You are silly, you are dancing, you are faulty
Careful running, shoes are not tied under your skin

But the wind that blows your nose ever so lightly
Is a singing killer in the morning waken
Up by her, a smile so dainty you can’t even
Recognize the knife behind that miniature curve