you make me sparkle
like the sea in the middle of summer
twinkling eyes and beaming pear white skin
my tongue tickles as i run her across your unshaven face
knobby knees knocking
toes touching
eyelashes slowly dancing up
down
up down
up up up
barely floating
barely breathing
barely being able to look at each other
you are a vacation from the ordinary

I am my own worst enemy that is hell-bent on keeping me alone

sending endless love
so much more than i should give
to a deep well
with no echo

blood on the keys
flashing turquoise lights that run rampant across the faceless bodies
bed shifter

We're all parched.

In a circle we sip
from the watering hole,
all sides, another animal
most of them pay me no mind

but the lion stares at me
from across the rain,

his whiskers brush
the surface —
I respect you.

He laps up his drink,
and with a flick of his tail,
bids farewell to good company.

I look down into the ripples,
formed from the mouths of
many thirsty beasts,
and I look up into my weary eyes.

I am grateful to be alive.

Kissed by rippling lips,
myself I drink deeply

Because this
may be the last time
I return to quench my thirst.

I wipe the drips from my lips,
and look down where they rippled

Lion smiles up.

a cacophony of church bells, loud expletives, and loud construction

as i sew
with bobby pins
no yarn
can be as soft as
your skin