(no subject)
The Great Leap
When wind pushed against December
She banked rain in honey jars for him
Distilled it with a heated breath
And sent it on its way to Nagoya
Along with I hate him, she didn’t
He’d pounded his way against
Locked ribs, bones fortified
And threaded her time around his ankle
Tugged across thousand dollar oceans
Conspired red-eye aeronautics
To some island world she dreamt about
In black and red semisequence
That left her on her knees
Begging for a word
OLT.
When wind pushed against December
She banked rain in honey jars for him
Distilled it with a heated breath
And sent it on its way to Nagoya
Along with I hate him, she didn’t
He’d pounded his way against
Locked ribs, bones fortified
And threaded her time around his ankle
Tugged across thousand dollar oceans
Conspired red-eye aeronautics
To some island world she dreamt about
In black and red semisequence
That left her on her knees
Begging for a word
OLT.