raucous freshness: nocturne

i feel
the heat  tangling   stretching   strangling
in your presence   as if from   out
the mouth
the   rose

burst

red
dark  

smooth 


nothing  left for
tonight   but  bask
in   remembrance

girl-lady

lover  i want


broken as a line of teeth
broken from the jaw and throat
but its impetus whole
as the seed
as the clinging vine
as the sweet root
ripped half by half
from the vocal fold
but the push of the sound
as made
as a whole
world