My Old Home

My old blue home leaves me little heart
Little heart to bleed bleed away
Thick white bleed waldorf salad bleed
Scoop bleeding befriend bleeding
Little heart for metaphors for words for
Red door filter tutorials for
Letting the blood go

Beneath the labels
The trees bleeding
Say they like it there with so many
Banquets at the world's end so many
Love number 19's so many
Sore throat shadows so many
Blake cathedral painters so many
Biscuit optometry shops so few
Musical hearts on a sleeve
Four musical hearts and I was number five

In my blood I cannot place her
In my blood she bleeds
She leaves me little heart

I had a dream night before last
Kissing her, as a child who loved her
Tasting her, like early sage growing up
Leaving her, her checkered salt
In a morning breeze