swoll pupils
bob

like tealights on
pound of
clouds,

grey lightning
lips

submerged
in all words turn flood

heart sculpted of wax
and blood

pools like sand in
veins dried
shut.

intimately,
bodies harmonize

with summer mist
spattered on fogged glass

in crystal streaks
pearl beads
weep

from swollen folds
upon sheets dirtied rose
glows each
breath,

stretched cotton thread
swabs skin
raw

of sin made
song-

in reckless waves,
here and
gone.

welcome a whisper-
the rustle,
a fistful of feathers
released
to the ether

in ballet
of the scattered.