Personae

+ i dreamt
I saw you dreaming, what dreams don’t taste specific to the gold belt dagger I run along my thighs like a railroad tie I found along my childhood pathways walking


+ i am gonna ben AFLAC you
bent over the sink and cranking my mouth open with the bar of soap


+ oh you think i don't see
that grin so slick with saponification, your bubbles and the sidewalk chalk you swallowed earlier a kaleidoscope of aerial clouding


+ you're my earth
and I’m your sun, could we be free together, two Capricorns, I bought something for your feet, I’d spread more than my muffins for your butter


+ funny tree, your I of earth.
I brought roots for you, rabbits, roots, creams for your face, lotions to spread, guts, heads, I brought radish for you to cook, I’ll learn to make a marinade, a ragout


+ short
who says there’s nothing physical about language
you put in your mouth
and mull, chew, repast


+ you're
stirring my hamper, blond cloth in the winter, rain in the train summer, the whistle of grass wetting and drying