in the dark I watched fingers
unfold grassy worlds
before me balanced
origami roses and cups I played with
placed the crushed imperfections of their paperthin shapes
on my naked belly as I they crested the knee
rounded the edge of a pillow milked the moon
pale and coppery around th e ear
with the acid of the night
burning into the curves of each thigh ever so slightly
and a birdsong dry in the midnight's throat,
stuck, spilling over the first blades of light
blades of light
unfold grassy worlds
before me balanced
origami roses and cups I played with
placed the crushed imperfections of their paperthin shapes
on my naked belly as I they crested the knee
rounded the edge of a pillow milked the moon
pale and coppery around th e ear
with the acid of the night
burning into the curves of each thigh ever so slightly
and a birdsong dry in the midnight's throat,
stuck, spilling over the first blades of light
blades of light