a song for the forgettful

tonight in the wind
i bend my hand to sweep
up a twig which i twirl
between my thumb and
finger, thinking about the first
moment i saw you, how little
it mattered

now, beneath the lone cold
slice of moon, my jacket bundled
at my throat, i see
how much about love i know
from peering at the objects in a room
once, when i was totally aware
of god in every shadow and
crest of skin and light

a rasp of wind that drags
some faint wisps across the
nearblack sky, pulls the snip
of tree in my fingers and whispers
you'll never be as whole
as you are now, so alone
with me and eddying with love

let your feet carry you while
you carry with grace your load
and the chill street shorten
beneath your warm roomfull flood

smooth::brush::off

come up a slip
spray a scintillating
hate that, mist, a
why don't we?

half do, we just
wanna believe but
everything says
don't touch
me, in airbrush

ideas tumble so,
alone i go, fuck
it with everywhich
way a bent bough

luck has it this time
again i gracefully
avoid a kiss by
frequent proximity

chest heavy i'm so
good at being
bad at this, beckon
and/or stop all
outgoing calls

your eyes smile whispers shake into

the nicknames we make up
for each other are petri dishes
where memories will flourish
once we've gone away

but we can't fly 'til we've
roosted, pigeons in their
black caress of stooplight
while bats zoom in and
out of swarms

i'll escape this freight
train hold, this momentum
that takes my labels
pins them up and
fires rifles to point

the mess of you in my arms
letting go, your hair splayed
i could not do this alone but
i am. a figure of speech.

eyes loose all there is into
yours but it falls endlessly
into a bottomless wish
gathering wings to gust
windy glides, can't you just

hold me up, for a sec
let go of your idea, and
yield a current i cannot
trace...the finest markings
on your reddening skin-

scape, the words are chinese
finger traps that don't
stand for these hearts chances
when in this sappy crust
i've found sparks

spears and history to hurl
them at, found regret to
ignore, and a girl whose smile
is a circuit i wish i could
complete.