that’s what I want to do
forget this minuet around
over through
situations/words/
phantom
blink of tears
just 2 foot lengths
spreading wide
for a 12 pound maul/
random tangle trap of hair
for beads of honest sweat
excluding our palms,
our skins
are too tough.
The answer—
The balm?
Split wood:
ash, maple, pine, cedar,
elm, hickory, apple
heave grunt slam crack silence
Work with me/
with me/
aim for the perimeter
and the heart will break open
smooth clean
still full of life
and ready to burn