Narrow Passages

NARROW PASSAGES

so come on

down rabbit holes of glitter and grins

through indigo whorls and fluttering shins

chagrin and fins and cactus pins

to the puffed-up places where fingers form little houses

roofs with skin-touched tips and brushing lips

these little houses made for sweet, discreet mouses

breath-hot faces and untied laces

tracing routes on maps, sweets unwrapped

crinkle, twist . . . your wrist, my hand, resist if you can

narrow passages for eyes devouring eyes and sighs devouring sighs

and push and press—impress, obsess

these falling books with words unspoken, worlds unbroken

breaking, crackling crystals in vermillion skies

distant air thundering from the lung of some god disguised

crumbling glass bricks, artful lunatic

wiser, now that you know . . .

fibers woven slow

in narrow passages waiting for a wicked moment  

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