got caught, by plastic indians
Force fed cups of ocean tea.
Every cup a little lesson in salt.
I desire you, I drink the salt.
Where will I find more of you?
The sea grows a garden of laughter
In a deep purple sky, the roar
Of thunderous laughter
And there I sit, gazing after your salt
Ghost of a billion transit dances,
Our love and our life waltzes
So far into the daring familiar.
Come now make sense whisper
For every moment is a library to me.
Shh and quiet and shh quiets me
Like fences hold the volcanic strength
Of a horse made of wind even though
Her kicks send men to moons.
How do these feeble fences hold her?
I hear the silent librarian of the valley
Whisper to me, shhh, and the fence
Distracts my mind from distractions
And the grass is green everywhere
Because green is a fence thought
On both sides of itself.
I drink cups of ocean salt tea.
The revelry of you in the mirror, lover,
Transposes me. I cannot can
Do. I can cannot do. I do them both
Until my teeth crumble, undone.
I don’t do them both until baby teeth grow
In awkward bellies of every latitude and longitude.
Baby teeth grow in cups of ocean salt tea
And babies grow that hold onto those baby teeth
And my teeth crumble like the sighs of babies
On the morning of ocean salt tea parties
Everywhere, in the morning.
Every cup a little lesson in salt.
I desire you, I drink the salt.
Where will I find more of you?
The sea grows a garden of laughter
In a deep purple sky, the roar
Of thunderous laughter
And there I sit, gazing after your salt
Ghost of a billion transit dances,
Our love and our life waltzes
So far into the daring familiar.
Come now make sense whisper
For every moment is a library to me.
Shh and quiet and shh quiets me
Like fences hold the volcanic strength
Of a horse made of wind even though
Her kicks send men to moons.
How do these feeble fences hold her?
I hear the silent librarian of the valley
Whisper to me, shhh, and the fence
Distracts my mind from distractions
And the grass is green everywhere
Because green is a fence thought
On both sides of itself.
I drink cups of ocean salt tea.
The revelry of you in the mirror, lover,
Transposes me. I cannot can
Do. I can cannot do. I do them both
Until my teeth crumble, undone.
I don’t do them both until baby teeth grow
In awkward bellies of every latitude and longitude.
Baby teeth grow in cups of ocean salt tea
And babies grow that hold onto those baby teeth
And my teeth crumble like the sighs of babies
On the morning of ocean salt tea parties
Everywhere, in the morning.