in communicado

in communicado

i am a tyrant tiger
waiting behind the trees
to run to you
and swallow a leaf

so don't bother with
my snake tongue
or my gaping hole

for i stare not at a
blush on the forehead
or a hole on the phase

i am inside you already
climbing a twisted tree
to whack my face with wood
and break it all down to bits

cool silent comfort
escapes me, i'm weak
my heart trembles to fall
out like stupor speak
blurred and bleak