day break

day broke 

on your face

i flicked moon crumbs 

off your eyebrows

& watched your pupils 

dew honey & malt

dawn yawned &

raven desires

caw at a distance.

something is birthed 

in me. a blessing.

but every blessing comes 

with a curse, an emptiness, 

a pang of lust—

the appetite of mists, 

the thirst of waterfalls,

the longing of chaste 

wings for ovulating skies.

come, ease into me,

breakfast of sunlight, 

fill my morning

with your grace.

Firefighter

I’m here,

lump of sugar

on a desolate anthill

wondering when 

your swarming

affection relocated

Wind has forgotten 

the taste of songs

Birds no longer chirp

Stars carry their wings 

in a sling

The moon lay still 

in an open casket

Night is nude, 

burning…

burning

asking for mercy

But you’re not here

to pour fuel, 

to water the fire