You found me last night all exposed and vulnerable, swollen.
Almost a year to the hour you found me.
I never imagined it would be you to come looking.
You found me last night
so much the same. All defenseless and unexpecting.
Strange how your subtleties led to desire again, when at first all those months ago you were neither here nor there. That telephone number I didn't recognize, that poem I forgot I wrote.
You found me last night
with a hook in my mouth
and now with slender fingers
are yanking it so as to pull
my cheek out of my head.

You found me last night.

Crisis in all sectors
Ramble on alongside the majesty of your inadequacy.
Always feeling the same but not once with the fronts.
No you are forever amidst the armor that is falling to pieces,
it's fleeting rabbit's foot: leave the den of diamonds.
Eye sockets of frightened men more animal than ever
but looked upon simultaneously like fools gold.
Left and right and all about
Forgiveness not at all a consideration.

All within.
Shout your spells from the river: Spirit drawling; stand beside your sinner, or let him choke.
Let her first ask if her soul will wither.
It's okay if you hate me for this
Pull emeralds and ivory from my wrist
Now turn your cheek and make believe I don't exist.

I wonder...
Do you sleep well at night? Do you think about the immensity and depth of outer space?
Do you enjoy more than one cup of coffee in the morning? Do you forget things easily?
Do you think about me upon waking from some bizarre dream? Do you have dreams at all?
Do you remember them?
Do you ever wish you had super powers? Do you tie your shoes like I do? Do you aspire to love all that you can? Do you think romantic love exists? Do you believe that chivalry died a long time ago?
Do you enjoy *** in the morning? Do you fantasize about *** with me? Do you think I would please you?
Do you think it would last? Would you forgive me if I left you a mess? Do you enjoy flirting with me from across the room, green eyes open wide? Do you know what those eyes do to me? Do you know I am disembodied and float all around in wonderment? Do you know that I think about you this much?
Do you know that it scares me?
Do you know that I don't know why but this sort of crush is enough to decide you just might be with me for all of time?
Does that frighten you?
Do you believe in god? Do you believe in the devil? Does disease scare you? Could you live with guilt? Could you love the way a person yawns when waking up next to you in the tender morning? Would you travel with me? Do you know that I think we would have beautiful children? Would you believe that I have chosen names? Do you like poetry even if you don't comprehend it but it makes you feel something nonetheless? Do you know I write? Do you know I write about you? Do you know I've seen you cry twice over small, weak men? Do you know I might be another of those? Do you know that I do not want to see you cry at the sight of me? Do you know that you just might?

Do you wonder all these same things?

Oh Lowell morning
Youth runs quickly east then west
Allies teach no rest.

Mexican sun on
Horizon of Pacific
Eyes meet light once more.

Dean's fists on dashboard
Billie's voice over airwaves
Tannins on our tongues