vellum sticks to the tongue
hold it until it dissolves
carry around the words as they become phrases and then stories
let the ridiculous seep in to your pores
coded with bits of pigment
scratch onto leaves
so brittle yet strong enough to capture
saturnine no more
walking slowly
into a season
no clear delineation
weeds are tough flowers
green saturates
I thought the lawn was bleeding
but it was an artists’ touch
a furiously paced whirlwind flourish
trembling
in tree’s shade
holding
melted wax crayons
I’m drunk with color
misshapen scultpure
she found him gloriously misshapen
in a way that few could detect
he found her tragi-comic
in a way that could not be ignored
is this where we throw in random snacks
and sundries
jotting down plans on greasy menus
they fit each other’s gaping holes
to great effect
leaving space like a sculpture
for moss and fungus to fester and grow
desperately grasping at a moving sidewalk
for balance
measured steps in the woods
so taken
with sounds
of whistling
and muffled steps
could walk
in circles
discovering
new sights at every turn
so lost
in time
and thought
let me linger
hungry loons
so close to that other side
please don’t go
and leave me here
dampness only works
when we share heat
and banter
a taste of you
has only made me
more hungry
there’s so much
I forgot
I know I’m not a dayglo kitten
itchy to strip away
all I can reach
I’d be raw
dousing rage
doesn’t work well
naked
but to feel unfiltered breezes
would be worth the burn
you’re not an answering loon
cool ripples moved
across carefully designed
cesspools
you know how delicious
it feels to savor muck
with me
we’re immeasurably right
touching skin and hair
and teeth
let’s answer hunger by moonlight
