i looked through the glass as i ate it. a glittering chunk for each eye, one for each time i let a body touch me when i would’ve rather been sleeping. i often hope for the benefit of a conscience, but it looks like our noses are up the chimney again & i want you so much more than i can say – sturdy iris blooming in the backyard pond, the slow opening of legs when i dream
big window, look out your big window & hear the way the humpback whale regards all we’ve yet to do. a song full of roses, broken keys, formaldehyde. i’m asking for your hands in the dark, i’m kissing your teeth one by one
