I watch you play guitar
Straddling the balcony
Your broad shoulders meet peach cement
Hips sloached toward me
Coming toward me
Like an avalanche
Is your body
Constantly
Definitely
Coming toward me
A drunken sun
The fuzz of a peach
A bird watches destiny
Lean itself
Feet dangling over a city
Your tongue
sherbert in my mouth
Excavate me
Like cavities
Knees
Pressed east and west
Facing both sides of the city
Your head
Moans in my town square
Pennies in my fountain
Nothing is free
My fingers in your hair
A book with too many pages to read
But I will
For you
Study the hues of your being
Like a tiny ant in the canyons of bark on a tree
If you allow me
I will make a space for you in the meadow of me
Ever green
In ecstasy
We sing
Our love is a clock with no arms
Time cannot test infinity
And youre strumming now
On the peach cement
People chatter below in the street
That is somehow always glowing
Even at night
Luminescence
It spills in the streets
Clumbsy beams
Sherbert
Sherbert
Sherbert
Waffle cone body
crumbles
And I head out to the sea
Just beyond the scope of the orange city
Whose people sing and fuck and see God in citrus
Now I can see a citrus sea
Its waves kiss us
We are so small next to her
It makes me remember someday
You could stop loving me
That my body
Was never owed anything
The ocean reminds me of this
Reminds me of the blue in me
The churning uncertainty
My secret love of drowning
And the one thing that saved me
Was wind
Even though it used to make me angry
An element, invisible
Uncontrollable
Its touch unpredictable
It stole my name
I look at the sea
And I am tempted
But the wind then consumes my head
Knocks me off my feet
And then I remember that I have a body
And that is a precious promise i must keep
So I walk back up the dunes
Where the lights kiss a dying day to sleep
Its glow, rocks itself to peace
Eventually I reach cobble stone
Now all I have to do is walk three streets
One left
And then there is sherbert
Hanging on the balcony
Strumming a different tune now
And you’re happy to see me