She sits on the sun / by Reckon

Shesitsonthesunbitingme

poisonsarebored

i’m a big poem recited

but what I normally do is hide it

nextsomehumanancestors

womeninvariousshades

swirlinggirlsuntetheredwholiketoplay

fleshy, insatiable reservoirs

secretsthewayyouwantthem

(very close to the scene

black buttermilk roads)

Chris Weige | Austin, TX.