by sunlight, don't recognize my hand
recognizing you by changing light.
finger painting, grin less than we do
wash paint from our faces, Prussian blue.
supersymmetry, sun-beaming limestone planes
you're a Holocene dream on dark sunflower days.
floating on sediment, blushing sentiment, golden
river of dopamine I sink my teeth into.
in a Hanksville yard, late by eras, give me
red clay I sink my toes into.
On the seabed
rain tastes like juniper, pinyon in euphoria
a soft reminder to root.
or close your eyes and walk due west.