orbiting eyes roll backwards in delight,–
swirling in sockets
those brilliant comets
streak burning trails across your line of sight.
and so i flare. a stargazer, i stare
at the planetary body
(which eclipses mine completely),–
“this bed thy centre is, these walls, thy sphere.”
a nexus of nerve-endings,–
a never-ending, + ceasing-too-soon
display of our skin’s ec/static circuitry ::
your limbs, illumined, plug into mine.
[i’ve never known these nodes to glow so bright.]
im/pulses flash in energ/etic hues
as my wires entangle [+ enter] you.
“we’re inversions of one another.” | another one of those revisions where
difference is reduced to metaphor
i fell to your feet in a clashing avalanche.
my body, a boulder, blasted into shards.
the sound of dynamite delighted you.
when i crashed into your quarry,
i made sure my ruins boomed.
we lay in animal calm,
rocked by the chalk-soft valley.
bodies and boulders;
skin and stone.
a sharp laugh cracked across the cliffs;
(peals sang back from the chasm’s
the sunset blushed,
and broke our idleness.
through channels wide as giant’s capillaries.
as water into wine,
the steady salt and brine
transmutes to ichor, draining out to sea.
I clocked in
and the cogs began to turn.
A slippery fish, I was slid
along a grey conveyer belt:
to a throng
of wet and glittering forms.
skinned me of my chlorine uniform;
inspected by hungry, eel-like tongues.
until each shift is done.
the coffee-shop, dead on midday,–
in the agenda
of commerce and trade.
bright shocks of toothsome sun
turn, in time,
to downy clocks, by breaths of air unspun