just like noon day wood chippers and dry heaving asphalt for best friends

meditations in chalk
and bones
grind me through your teeth
let limbs drop numb and
discus into the metal bucket
remains severed
no microscopic specimen
hot wet blood and guts pavement
trunked
dime sliced sinews show passages of time
render voice boxes and bowels redundant
i won't ask you again
gear me
through