Mountaineer

Mountain ridges arise from your back 

Everything is broken

gloves on, real friends, fake friends

No Tongue

Raven at your window

     get out get out get out

permanent, this 

package taped tight, just right

I haven’t seen enough

    too   much too   much

an abscess in my head.

Play along, cigarettes dead, peace gone

eyesore, throat dry

esophagus skinned raw.

Drag the sun behind me

The rivers by the mountains

Still flowing