Spelling in bruises
Crazy iris
Writing out in welts
The morbid iris
Intolerable
Incomprehensible
You can never earn enough
To buy the gun that you want
So you photograph the marks
But the blood you spite sputters up
Up, up, up, out, out, out
Up and up
Up and up
Drafted in a gash
Out of focus iris
Fill up the bath with glass and cover your face
In the shroud of impossible feeling
In the shroud of impossible feeling
In the shroud of impossible feeling