spring break

sea and sky folding together
eyelid and eyelashes against the cheek
and i was given this wedgewood canvas
no room for stabbing cycle of words
who could've guessed some salt and sand
could shift so much around?
perspective in a frame and this room is all mine
eyes aligned with yours, now we can move
still crying with an ache over the last view
ducking behind tall towers of oil companies
on that last morn
stranger that knew you were a cancer
picked us out from the copies
never has a drunk man sounded so sane
hugged us like he was trying to merge
and said, you're going to be okay
next time, i'm bringing boxes
and birth every day

untitled

violent itchings to taste your smile
and i know this will be the longest two years
orbits getting in place and slicing through the dark
set ups are necessary for great feats
dangling shirt begging my hands
and all i want is to pull you close and feel buttons
sweet boy, darling, love, babe
adorations boiling through my throat
pictures worn from long, hard gazes
aphrodite, teach me to entice
and rid me of these cliché head swimmings and dizzies
give me the secret to ignite his wonder
will this swell flee from me?
coconut butter smeared on my skin for no reason
other than to remind me of the person who can’t smell it