western interior

Transparent

by sunlight, don't recognize my hand

recognizing you by changing light.

 

Children

finger painting, grin less than we do

wash paint from our faces, Prussian blue.

 

Cheekbones

supersymmetry, sun-beaming limestone planes

you're a Holocene dream on dark sunflower days.

 

Dreamboat

floating on sediment, blushing sentiment, golden

river of dopamine I sink my teeth into.

 

Houseboat

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.

 

Stay godless

or close your eyes and walk due west.

2019.