Whilst licking the salt from the niche
betwixt thumb and index
my eyes tilt into
your mutually skewed gaze

Your tongue grazes
your fleshy recess in unison.

Escapade gleaned
From occipital across
somatic plane
Wanton brow flourish
signs antic invitation

Insistence consortia encodes
in labyrinthine circling hips
Rushing urgency surges in acknowledged wake

I saw blood clearly
it was congealing
it turned and fused to the concrete densely

I saw its smear the next day
I heard someone had slid into the puddle
Face first
Turns out this sidewalk was a slip-n-slide
I felt glad to have contributed

I saw hostile clearly
She was an ambling pear
She turned, and amber melt effused my person
I - her saccharine tome
turning pages in my minds eye
I heard her
dog-earring the notion I should remember most
And I felt mealy, and bruised.

Life's holy contour bucks my hips tonight
Endeavor and entreat your entire form to my person – if only for a lock of muted lip
Remove itinerary – my gift will drift your person into unpunctual realms
Your crazy dumbsaint and muse

I tend
Like ambling child
To erector construction
Jamming thought in quip
Undoing linguistically threaded intersection
Hopefully without catch

I cogitate
I need supervision
Or I might gobble up the apparatus
Choking on a plastic word

Raw
Flesh collision
Hews the body
Lilliputian flecks coalesce
Dust motes cling
In dilapidated spheres
Dawn’s menagerie
Enunciating their form
In blatant form and elongated shadow