Wild heavy lung

I'd rather suffocate

(smother my body

with a white linen sheet)

lungs and everything

collapse entirely

knees buckle and shake

than see those bare fists

those splintering knuckles

your fingers (split oak)

crack open as they run

bandits scraping tall grass

hands that grow round

hands that blush

(sweet plum, oh!

quiet summer rose)

bold eyes shot

(circles of stone)

see the daffodils

the meadows

where I used to lay

skin glow and sun kiss

silver tears slide

down the belly of

wild cloves

mouth opens

(gold trumpet, oh!

that gold crown)

palms floating in the breath

of the dark sun

in the whisper

of that wild heavy lung

love left in the tulip

(the elbow of love)

grind ginger to spice

(what have you done, oh!

grace I once held)

palms suspended in

the soft diamond arm

ready to settle

on the dew

(morning lips)

I'd rather suffocate

(yes!

smother my body)

than see your kind eye,

than forgive your

soot charcoal sigh