first, take a fistful of hair

Listen first for anyone. Fill your pockets.

Measure the ditch with a wad of gum. Listen.

Stay still. Break open the gate with your fist.

a backseat to torch. Ditch it. You will need

someone, still. but later. from a pay phone. for

the rope. Empty your pockets. Check for wild fur

and the pant. who wad seats. or possums who hiss

under wild shrub. Sharp shooters check the wind.

So measure your mouth. the curve of howl. drool

and its drop against the wooden tiles. Possum

under salt and pine. Screech it. Score the rope

with your teeth. Collect the drool in tin.

Check for rust. Pull out the nails. Wait

for the wood to sag of blood. to good and stalled.

Mount the mouth. slip down. Slide under

sludge, until the caves open and break. and

salt your wounds. and play the black cricket.

and nail on the stars. Run low to ground.

until your hairs unseat. and your cheek

full of shotgun howls. and sags. and,

and touches its own blood to light.