for this day

crept upwards behind the clock and the sheets.

the cat snuck in with an open door, quickly

left with a cry. bodies became a hot

mess, blurred breath & edges breathing.

i or you with sighted

fingers, this wet attention

stunned me. with eyes

and eyelashes, with whole

nudging mouth

all the pores open and we called it

electric.

let's just say it clearly,

it is what it

might

become

tingling, these tremors belie

an epic stillness. rawness

look like slowness when patience

looks like

space

that's who 

decided to keep

hidden under cryptic covers,

hold the lingering

with pillowcases of scent.

hours ago in these careful

sheets, with cautious eyes

and heavy breath. with cautious eyes

and heavy breath. with heavy breath and

cautious chest the wind around me

purrs and lifts

warm belly and electric skin

8.8.12