getting in betwixt me
and my calvins
watching the sprinklers spray the sculpture
in the sculpture garden
excited us
like the the graceful erection of a construction crane
like the relief
from releasing the kink in the green garden hose
like the gentle hum
and the warm inky smell of a photocopier
like the calm in my diaphragm on a turbulent flight
blood sloshing around my stomach in the clouds
your blood dripping down upon petalled paper
so as I unglue myself from this floor
I'll remember you radiant
grinding on my chin
the sand exploding from your pubic hairs
my summer beard shining in the mud
our hearts beating slow under the weight
