love.

body peels, sheds, and sparks, glinting like sharpening steel.

static pleasure conductor,

want not blessings sings, silver slings, or marbled images.

ever after, ever always, never shedding halting hot.

arousal sounds stir and sleep and ask

topples towers, such and moated

piano keys stomp and pretend to run

ill climb aboard

trust the window reflection in the slow motion train

finger exercises are over

moonlight guiding our hands,

moment, ground break, dishes fall and shatter on the tile floor

and purr

trilled laughter behind a white fence

bucked truck, but cheek only twelve.

i want a soaked picture to remember this by

imagining, daydreaming, fortune telling, and riding

ladder rungs

of haste

suicide bombers and flower pedals

comparisons have been made

by mounds, gods, and round hobbled trounce

cursive letters written in the sky

doodling into meaning, then yelling,

“graces golden glory mountains high!”

(sparkle and traipse an arrow, spade and narrow.)