Poems started this week but as yet unfinished: An Index of first lines

1. My bones are not bones but bee swarm...
2. Since last we spoke I killed two more crickets and a fistful of birds...
3. When I discover my dinosaur I will name it after you...
4. I’m still trying to figure out your occasional beard...
5. It’s Armenian in the most actual way...
6. I was born a deciduous boy...
7. Before there was fear, there was the scarecrow...
8. First and foremost, you will have a heart and it will beat, though, slightly irregularly, you see, your heart will be pumping spiders...
9. Adventures are non-native speakers of English...
10. I trained 1000 spiders to kiss you...
11. He squeezes his his fingers through bird throats, wearing them like rings...
12. Last Friday, I pulled out all my insides...
13. In the notes section of my hospital body you wrote, “this boy is not a scarecrow...”
14. I killed the mouse with my tongue...
15. And look! where your heart once was...