dressed all in black, with pearls in my pocket,
my boots are the freezing peel of a tree.
my door is ajar, why won't you close it?
can i have some water?
i'm hungry at night.
can i drain you
of your knowledge of photography and science?
bitter cod, my necklace
reminds me of what you taste like:
cheap vodka and jasmin.
is anyone knocking?