breath orbits {poem}

drug juice leaking down a shaped chin.
eyes swollen 
rolling into the groggy wind.
these alleyways are hot and narrow; it 
is the sentiment from which shadows climb one another
in an errosive collapse.

we partake in animal dances
flask-matted masks, 
bone thin
and wet in the tempered sun.

breath orbits
and dangling tongues, so allowed to take these gleaming words 
then make the watering can fall through the grass
the desert snakes will bake at another time.

cruel paint, moody stabbing the 
riders of the 7:30am train,
the message of milk and desiccated flowers
perched in the washroom on 7th and Lincoln.

we will find fire
flaring and exhaustedly
burning and burning and burning

because the tomorrow astronauts
are floating in duplex capsules,
software riddled with bugs and miscalculations.
they made promises of herb gardens on Mars;
a potato from Valles Marineris.

I pull you tight,
tight as ever.
taste, with me, the rain.