as-is - Puma Blue

Never would have left your ether

Each Nazca Line of the brittle Earth

Every structured fortress inside of your well

Would have followed the dark waters through to Hell

As we swam through body horror or blistered shipwreck

Was some kind of home

And as my knuckles burned blue, you slipped through

Into a deep sleep forever, away to otherness

And I had to bury you under the mattress, but I kept you

As-is