winnie

i'm here to tell you a story

i'm here to tell you a lie

my poetry's weak and i know it

i was dropped at sad and crazy sometimes

so i fucked off

wayward canon to the sea

on land i was just an appetite

of it started as a joke

now it ruled me

sick on chronic mathematics

i just wanted to feel music

her fever delivered me from the flue

the night hag's hands spread lovingly

pulling the cape from the sunrise

and revealing a bank of warships called she"s