Blackberry, blackberry come
purchase your sweetness from the sun,
pleasures flicker on blackened bones,
thorns rend secrets sworn.
Tongues cut from frothing mouths joined
as purple ink slices the page.
My stone head drops and
rolls across the floor,
a history crumbles under each turn,
memory stiffens as eyesight fails.
Do not forget to entomb your sweetness
growing wild in the brambles you.
my blackberry, come.