it’s definitely evening in my solar plexus
the constellations are tattooing themselves onto the planet in the usual ridiculous order
they too must die and it won’t be gentle
but adrenaline’s like cognac once you master that much fluidity
instead of being swallowed whale-like away from your favorite heart
you merge into the lime and asphalt even stronger than the killers
~
nothing can beat your name out of my body now
you overtook my worst skeleton by becoming a warrior for both of our silences
practicing true judo in the face of an unrecognizable fire
because nothing stops the heart that pets the part that can’t pet back
you must have hoped this very root would grow and it’s not death but i learned it from the bees
how strangely honey travels and why
~
they say the biggest jewels come from blood but not always
laws melt too in this freedom mausoleum
where most of what everyone does is survive
however many layers to a human heart we’ll know someday
in the meantime, we won’t succumb to daisies or the idea of suitcases
we’ll barbecue indefinitely as not to seesaw
~
there’s no special day to cipher and decipher this gulf
you can’t fight these temporary kidnappings because they’re not so temporary
there’s so many fruitless peepholes and hostile stars
in the landmarks and trappings themselves
before you even face the refugee guesswork of becoming
something more than stamina
