Cocoon
Give me a cocoon
in the pharmacy, hours
and hands, flickering in
the light left by moons
gathering weather.
Shapeshifters tower
in place, while my television
times the dead dark.
Cocoon
Give me a cocoon
in the pharmacy, hours
and hands, flickering in
the light left by moons
gathering weather.
Shapeshifters tower
in place, while my television
times the dead dark.