ABSTRACT Intimacy

a finger unbuttons the sky
blue spills out like old music

& a fish recites the alphabet
backward — in Braille —

on the walls of your skull

your thoughts wear ballet shoes
tied by the tongues of clocks

—time hiccups—

and your name dissolves
into a bouquet of
untranslatable
questions

meanwhile

the moon paints your shadow
on the inside of my ribs
with feathers stolen
from a blind swan’s dream

:: 04.01.2025 ::