today im little
brittle bones under the sky
silent and lost on the inside

i feel faint
staring at the wet chops
in the fluorescent meat shop

the colours of the fruit
psychotic flowers
in the green grocers

i only want to sit down
lunch by the water
floating in the sun

just to hold her hand
little fingers, little sounds
in the park, children all around

little guns
for little killers
relentless and unashamed

laughing in the daylight
look mummy, look daddy
im mad, im running

water is my enemy
voices are my afterlife
love is my innocence

so little
under an insane sky, just
to hold her hand for goodbye