my body is my drum
humming at two-twenty
thumps per minutes
from my thumb, terraforming
my world before my eyes
turning inside to see
where everything is
leaves and evergreens
with buzz wing dragonflies
dancing pastel skies
slumbering in dream
under a springtime sun
hanging words on oak
my heart bursts wide
fever head her
birch song wind
russet leaves dead
sleet ticktaps pines
as she stands strong
hear her, hear her
under the wood
alder sap & painted
hear her, hear her
underdark
underwood
shadowsonged
fever head her
blackthorn pricks
stone the river run
river under ice
and brambles strong
hear her...
this every stone turned
hides another lie
buried in permafrost
look to the other
find your heart within
chase the chill away
back against metal
frost skin bruised
waiting for the sun
concrete chipped cuts
those nylon nerves
screaming for the sun
i love you like
you don't love me while
dawning before the sun
flood homes we float
from staircase to stair
debris seeking alone
adrift, scattered words
waterstained india black
flowing as souls do wet
hands our fingers bite
sending words awry
breaking fountains
feathered
washing stone