(from the collection Wanton Psalms)
rub my heart
and rifle through your cards
catch your eyes
in action
slightly more expansive
I seek your face
everywhere
avoiding too loud
in the hope
of hearing your silence
my unrequited spirit lust
searches for a long pause
is that the problem
is my vacuous desire
my human ache
showing too plainly
a sting brings back the purpose
chaos vision
eloquence astounds
meaningless and all that's true
the wonder of how to
embody