They discussed naming the
stars as
The day would gently carry them to the edge of
the lake
They made bonds inside fists full of fire
They made bonds inside fists full of fire
Their tongues were as
light as feathers
Dahlias spilling blood for the
poet's pen
They stitched the quiet forest of forever into a bomb
Their very own atomic reaction
They stitched the quiet forest of forever into a bomb
Their very own atomic reaction
Their words rose like bubbles
in lakes the color of tea
Nothing
was the same now that dissolving fingertips
Reached up and out towards the sky
Reached up and out towards the sky
Beside them were glasses for seeing through the light of
the sun
Resting intentional arcs
Spelling the part of an answer she was trying to remember
Spelling the part of an answer she was trying to remember
