out in it

Posted on June 10, 2008 - Filed Under Uncategorized

the indifferent stillness of summers in their heated dark times draws me out of the man-made coolness into the naturaleza:

yellow lights staring calmly out from stranger houses where i
imagine broad-faced glasses filled with strawberry wine

someone told me I ought to picnic with it, kiss
you with it that made my mouth sticky sweet,
nectar in a seductively petaled flower

breathy urgent grass sweats under my feet as I couple with it,
flora to my fauna, still pale skin on green skin that pushes
fervently up even in the night, growing supplely and slow from
the patient sun’s breast-milk under the bruised and waiting sky

I see the moon and think of you, puttering,
enclosed in the whitewashed walls as I write in the
heat, of the sultry silent heat fragrant with need

your hair grows wild as the grass grows

my eyes watch steady as the windows watch

and the stillness dips into us both, pulling
between

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