Walk awhile with me through shush of leaves slush- our fingers creeping ivy veins connecting you and me octopi in death throes as we wrestle for the top
Stop
To see the cloudline proves the silver spoons are in our mouths canaries long filled whistle
Stop
Telegraphs of Messengers tied up in second thoughts we’re hungry and we’re burning there’s no bottom to our top
Hi go stay no hands fumbling for position when the goal is the position
Held
Full stop

In times of darkness
sing to me
valiant I stand
a memory-
a slice of karma
in life and death
Forever or fire
an echo I will be

Child of mine
Rest your head
Son of God
Peace, peace
You are here
In my arms
Safe from harm

ice kisses more passionately than heat
And scars just as well
When you’re wrapped up against the cold
What winds throws cold
Shivers through your body
Ice is its own lover
As gallant as Don Juan
A love that drives you to the fire
And shakes the very frames of the house
Surely you’d take such a lover
Who finds the secret crevices
And sends you panting through the door

We sleep close enough that my exhale is his inhale
Eventually we’ll shift
And my breath’ll stir his hair
And his’ll stir my breast
Til face to face again
We stumble into kiss
Then roll back to back
tangle our legs together
And sigh

If I don’t write
The engine of my soul shuts down
Ink clogs the art-aries
A ram in the thicket
Pie seas turn salt
Fish gasp to their death
If I don’t write
World’s die
when I do–
Nothing happens at all
In other words

All is well
All is well