from Sharking the Birdcage [“paint over the”]

paint over the
dead end sign
           are police writers?
           yes they are writing into
                                 books our
                         little cherub of
                  misunderstanding
             a thinking to push us
              back into body of the
                                          whole
love yourself more next time
                     their reports read
stones sink as they please
everything expands at the very end
a lit cigarette into
our dark hello