Dissection wise



Half onion stone



Stuff your mattress



Loose dog loose



Waking to a pirate’s breath



Hot and

sour on the nape of your neck



Calls you by your mother’s

name



Trout belly silk



A brace of shakes



You tell

your man



My hands are itching



Lose your shame



See

it slow



Lane cyclone red



Let your backbone ease



Let your hands forget