Brushed breaths blinking against
the starlight soft stormed the wide
strokes at midnight dark blue a
bird with wings like clouds sailed the
sea ship into the breast dented like
flesh at the sternum thick and beating
as alive as a city stammering into the dark
night flashing like a candle and the
walls are cantaloupe orange and the
house is a cage where the home tries to live
the body as soft pressed flowers in a book
seep the skin a book spine but dusty old still
fresh with a forest new thought as bright in
the brain as a sun flare photograph in staple
smiles a month in the park leased a stutter
click the bone new shoes shiny as tap dance
sipping the garden in a grass green cup
touching golden in the ribs smelt a loud
happening heard it grow larger larger larger
in the mountain unsung