SOMETHING TO DO WITH THE SKIN Spectacular dreams in mean green hues - When will the ripe questions find their niche? Compost or credence: Whichever way we smudge them We might as well get to it and give them the blow, The puff, The cue - We might as well cut their cords. When will curiosity maul or heal or imprint bones? Rip now - Try. Come and cull the ready bells, Parachute or fall. Written in 2006.