your mouth on mine like
a world i wanted
to hang inside the fire
of it
and then when
it was over
did you see the blind
white seeking on
my face? as if you'd
flipped a rock
and something
half-formed
couched
in dirt
looked back
disoriented and only
half- planned
as
breathless
wondering
icarus...
when i was alone
longing
stained me
stained me like
fresh red stains
a horizon
the light fall
of a
feather
presage
to the plummet
limbs tangling
the air in the mouth
tasting of a speeding world
plunging
into velvet oblivion