doctrine of midnight waitresses

a doctrine of midnight waitresses from a clutch of visitation
focused on the top string where sleep shines on picture bottles
where a couple catches us running holding on spades flat
breaking hallowed grey ponds to chapped conjecture
trimming the deficit to all constructed language
they did not want to tolerate being alone for you
tipping the dressing nights knowing how you are troubled
your needs they cursed on pearls for military schools
doubt from within a missed key on top the pattered soil