--With antlers
Breaking; broken
We\'re all-
Wonder; wandering
Through the glass
Forest where trunks
Reflect regret--
And leaves cut mistakes
Into scars.
We are deer,
Eating barb-tailing
Grass.
But I\'m sorry
Antibiotic acorns
Aren\'t working anymore.
My pupil\'s seep,
Mercury in return.
When that feeling--
Attaches bed-linen
To stapling sharks,
They begin birthing
\'Acknowledgement\'