night as a young man
sets the stars as bright diamonds.
a ring for morning.
shivery chivalry
the night is wint’ry.
the air claws through my thin skin.
shivering timbers.
meat me
upon my soft bones
i drape my ancestors’ flesh.
i am all i meat.
spinning tops
exoplanets rock.
and perhaps they roll as well.
or spin giddily.
earth crypt
can we mine sadness?
how about burying it?
upending the earth.
pixie dust
the green winged angel
takes me on flights of fancy.
soaring sights and sounds.