Reduction

Sleeping with the thought Staining the bed for weeks Something struggling in the incisors Of both rows of teeth All begged before just Hang up the walls with the sheets I won't bother I like stains When they look like they'd like me You could have turned Endure looking like you'd rather not And learned if it's still choking on your right And if it looks exactly like you thought Adorn Darling Printer Swallow Dustbowl Eyed Worthwhile Cents Bloodclot Country Station Tuning Soften Girl's diocesan Hands still entrenched One slits left of my stomach Wouldn't wake or turn To hear it spill into your covers