White Migraine

The roof of the world

My fingernails floating in milk

The moon
flushed down
a toilet

Everything I ever wanted glows in the moonlight

Ask him what he wants

I want to be sick and white

and cough up

lilies of the valley

*

The Matterhorn
in my shoulders ruptures
in the toilet

My mouth walks down a hallway in a hospital

Clouds
of bone and cum
in the brainpan

White caviar gets shipped from my brain overseas then scraped out from the backs of my
eyeballs with beautiful spoons
I can’t throw up anymore

I have to throw up

The mother-of-pearl spoons are tuned razor sharp and sing

It turns out
white can make the world
absolutely clean

*

On all fours the universal position of love is white

Oyster shells
turned over on a bed
of ice

Oyster shells
turned over on a bed
of lice

The white tongues speaking to me now speak in white tongues  

Are you loved?
Are you loved?
Are you loved?

I sit beneath the avalanche and sing

My master
plan

is happiness