press the butter into my hand watch it slink away dissolving oval opal full moon winter cold preserves, or so they tell me.
galvanizing current of blazing unknowns hung in the sky on tenterhooks salve and siphon strung together, web of calloused fingers don’t need to laminate the little gestures — just the feelings behind them poster board picture placement cull the very thing you’ve ignored the shore shakes and shimmers and i can endure this ocean no more.