Long ago in my mouth people stood but made no sound.
Now horse heads hit the tabletop and roll around.
In my hat slept crushed flies that smelled of you.
I don't know why your nails choke the vertebrae under my clothes.
"It's amazing how you spend most of your time figuring out how to spend your time!",
I hear eyes blinking back.
Help me up! My legs can't move that fast.