Aerosol Voids

There is a vacuum in my mouth Elliptical conundrums Pelican fantasies and haywire wiring I spill the tooth fairies on to the slacking walls Crimson toothpaste glow Slurp and Slurp; The agony grinds beneath my sequin tongue Gravel shit Freckled is the day that bears these breaths Carnivals on a row Carnivals today, carnivals tomorrow. I am a bunch of memories that belong to the winds Time is heavy on corpses that grow © Aakriti Kuntal