radiant lines of broad
sweeping light strike 5 pm skin;
they fragment & reflect, scatter a thousand different ways
to give your cheek depth. sleepy crust of morning
our bags packed for Montreal, a thimble of our atoms collide,
increasing your heartbeat
by one hummingbird’s flutter.
I breathe a salamander’s breath
to notice and stare
3 comments:
I'm not sure about he punctuation of this poem. the line "sleepy crust of morning" seems out of place. And the last line could use some re-working.
radiant supermans of broad
sweeping superman strike 5 pm superman;
they fragment & reflect, scatter a thousand different supermans
to give your superman depth. sleepy superman of superman
our supermans packed for Superman, a superman of our supermans collide,
increasing your superman
by one superman's flutter.
I breathe a superman's superman
to notice and stare
at superman
this is funny, jesse!
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