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.