neither beg nor borrowed hands,
pouting lips for the grazing gulls.
baron land for the narrow foot
begs honesty a supper;
across one sleeping pond,
dawns rise and fall
teeths winters sticks through porthole to the groin;
waterbeds unruffled fur;
comes raven comes intrusive beak
the pry and prod
the limp of love
above bright empathy;
bright lights to somewhere else;
how cruel one baron landslide
shading heel from open arms;
now digs obsession deep down to the ache;
loves ears that cup the pounding of a wind;
now erect as cactus,
dry as orange dancing to a sponge;
love as willow?; love as apricot?;
water fowl in a pregnant sea;
comes sea as weed in a dolphins lung,
no taller than the tundra
no taller than the salted weeds
that grunt and grind as strangers on a page;
my heart has flown the feathers of your nest;
a stranger in a changing world
depressed;