Frantic Boulder birds beat time
in heaved tree dancer
and dawn de color scheme
is East and brown is dirt
Birds like paths find drawn
breath unsatisfying
Crack out in lit desire - is
a bar of half-recognitions
shoulder touches -
for they have eyes
beer bit swallow-fulls: jam
branched full the words
are like candy – long practiced
in indomnable sleep but
birds are the shrill light
pricking corners
against my better cheek:
birds hum on the relay of wings