fluid nights

someone presses
against the calescent place where my shoulder blades meet
and the quick rush of blood to skin makes
my thoughts transparent, tipping over my collarbones
and all my ambiguities tumble out onto the pavement
like an overturned handbag.

someone apprehends
my mouth and my explanations are swallowed up
and the quick tightening of my chest
suspends an inhale, no words
could phrase this with the eloquence
scripted by languid limbs and fluid nights.

citrus flush

limelorn for
gettfulness amasses
pregnant waywardwisdom
owl-eyedeager
skin percussion
our rinds
coiling in zest
garbled gratification
echoes cool effervescence
up against our feveredfaces

aurora

ribs extending
staircase spindles
curving
with all the kinetically awakening ease of dawn
a shift in creature
an evolution in substance
an explosion of absolute appeasement
against the sweetest rebellion
the aching sun
rolls in laborious determination
over an unforgiving vista
of breast and aurora.

impulse

the impulse to grow and be credulous to all the calamitous elegance in the world is an impellent to all the passion i've cultivated
i've been so cautious with my escape routes with trap doors to the Arno and stairways between domes that my impulses have never been hindered when they suddenly globalize or decide upon dissolution in a harrowing vanishing act the very next part to watch to see to discover is what will make me hold still hold on to the spot where i am without letting my impulses escape and leave me behind

12 lines

one day we'll rise
in simple rhythm
barefeet on tile
cool cream in coffee

one morning
the sweet early light
will press our heavy trappings
into place

one day we'll rise
rested, eyelids light
softened for a day
we've yet to see.

lyricallustre

i waded in lyricallustre
tasted the honeyedhush
that slipped across the afternoon
and pancaked in my pittedpalms
the acoustic mine below me rumbled
and the chandeliers wobblewinked
merlot rolled between the floorboards
and obligated my articulation
explaining the parameters of my indulgence.