What good is tall grass?
Your blue eyes cupped in my hands, already

I've asked the saints to dunk me under
in all undue riches
save me from my Only One

Ocean shores love knees to touch
craving almost as much our love long whispers
heads bowed
Our toes realizing chorus and green
and tame it no longer, tumbling
so fully-it shocks us to the tips of our hair splits
not even sandy yet

Offering my jewels to Pharaoh
maybe he could take this price off my head,
my wheels off, nights pink tongue from my window

Over the beds of yellow and orange prayers, still blooming
I step beside the ****** to ask,
but not forgetting,
blue ball caps that scream
over the tops of curly heads

and where am I but always with you at the beach?

and in the graveyard of my lovers
i take care not to step loudly
that they might not wake and see,
how cold it is.
that i might not smash their corpses still

i put an arrow in my own heart
to wrench it out with might
and little will it bleed, if at all

i finally dug myself a spot
so i too can wait for footsteps overhead
warm in thick soil
only asking to be wrangled from the dirt,
here and there,
to see the cold.
stooping heartily into my hole
i whistle merrily

Fog-covered in the rainforest
new dark moss,
and our heavy swamp breaths
Heads that sparkled in the city
two hands sway
with saxophone songs
   warm however,
even at cold beer
licking over limbs

Unruly night cast wide it's net,
and we found lips of our lovers,
on islands, opposite

I fill them up, too full in my flask
                         the lid falls off,
on the dance floor no less
I take it with me still, the morning after
while the mimosas are out
I let it drive me,
the windows rolled down
unbothered by the way the sun stares
that February night
wasn't cold at all
                     i spilled in the kitchen
and that July
in red hallways
                    it stained the carpet
but you place it back
in my threadbare hands
and don't scold me on the train
you say "sip up" and remember,
that's whiskey.

I was on the equator
arm gripped over the side I held on,
with my smile
A lantern in both hands
walking past farmers at day,
one,
soothing a flower and singing sweet hymn
My quest I forgot and sang along
in the aisles of her song,
she didn't look my way.
Picking up my candle
feet resigned to the orange sun
heat filled my head
but my shoulders remember
her sweet hours picked

I was a deer downtown
watching as others walked,
down the street with trees.
I collected movie theater faces
and could pen a love story from one bartender
to the next,
and lose no sleep.
But one day I saw a couch
   sitting out


          begging into the cracks of sidewalks, please
             send me someone to love

I've been on the edge of your beach
The bottom of your boat
I have my birds on the lookout,
Listening for when,
Your love song begins
Does it sing the waves back to sleep?
Or is it met with sails that turn back,
For more
When is it safe to drop the oar
So mermaids can return me to land