The Republic

[convoke]

heavy stones rest hard
in the back of my heels.
the adhesion
between the two
sounds better than it feels.

connections could help in this scene.
some reasoning with some questions.
some sanity with some rum.

i'm counting with my fingers,
weighing out my options.
what i really need is a hand,
of the one which brings
the stars in between my teeth,
transpiring the best of smiles
your face has ever seen.