Hades escaping the first leaves of virginity The realm of Io scattering molten silica In degrees Water drops from God’s shoulder burst and buried Her eyes at my scar; she stops the bleeding Sucrose sun whetting the crest of a bee The dutiful molecules of my shirt sleeves Zaccheus in a sycamore tree Her words on a southerly trajectory Crawfish in my grandmother’s stream The Battle of Moon Sound beaching infantry A northern gannet nesting her babies The decibels of smoldering wood beams Flesh constructing hairs in the breeze Molecules muddy as I try to breathe Ghosts approaching the Andromeda galaxy Stars floating to the top of the stream I N F I N I T Y