The Colour Green ( for Jett)
a witch’s face – smiling
vomit violently releasing infection
algae attached to plastic lining
co-dependent
her pupils in the morning
Peas. All. The. Peas. Rolled on tongues
popped between enamel
mantis praying on the railing reeling at cicada
jogging pants with puffed out knee graves – stained
the sky in nap dreams
