REPLY GRACIOUSLY TO THE THING ❋ Rhiannon Collett

i rip you to fibres
& knit a hat for my father
i weave you in my teeth
& feed you to my brood

my mother tells me to retain my mercy
to not forget grace but

i split you, stories
i papier
i mâcher, marcher
my tongue up & over your lips
up & over your teeth
up & over your frenulum
frisson / glisten
up & over & up & over
i have always moved quickly

lightning stagnation
when i spell your name wrong there is no-one to correct me

knit one more row
one more decrease
then prepare for crown