you never existed.
i never
touched your lips.
and i never fit
against your side.
and i never breathed
in
the scent
of your hair.
crawl in, something else,
and strip off this sick zodiac
whiteness. sounds
choke in the mouth;
their zinc white
burns
in the throat.
i hardly can stand this thing
with its weak blue veins like a starved delta.
its thin, thin scalp and
the broken roots of its hair.
the way it flickers
in the mirror
and i see you
sumptuous
there.