I watched as you tore away
the jacket of the witching hour and the inconsistent day
watched you turn rain into diamonds and snow into clay
float smoke from your mouth then go on your way
quiet and silent and tucking crickets and wires
in around the corners so I wouldn't catch
on any of them there would be
no pieces left of me
clear and sharp and lined with explosions
your eyes were always wide
and I was afraid of falling inside
of losing myself never to find
anything tangible in the openness
I'm hopeless
I know I stand no chance against that
kind of frankness
that blankets over and around me
wordless phoenix
then I felt a kiss that was like a dreamless
intoxicated wish
come true
an astonishing thing coming from you
all the red doors were painted blue
millions of dice rolled until I knew
there was nothing I could do
but give in and hope that you
would understand my reluctance
and not think that this reticence
has anything to do with a personal grievance
I'm ready for anything
waiting with impatience for a sign
beneath a window spitting cool
breezes and hot ones coming from
the glittering chlorine pool
waiting for the rules
to break above my head