birds in the sky
the palm of wind conducting
the orchestra of flight
music
the tender gift from your body to mine deep
the reaches of your eyes
the trees
green
a pantomime of sea
wave after wave bowing & rising
beautiful motion like dance
like speed
propelling the earth towards moon
moon
big & white
a howl in the throat of night
the forest thick with want
desire spread thin on dew
clothed spiderwebs
body unclothed
unhinged from the animal
behind your hands
growl
fingers clawing through the country
in your skin
finding home
finding war
war of your body
against what it cannot be
war over the language in your walk
over how you eat your kills
bullet scars like the little person
you used to be
the moon big in your eyes
the sea raging on your tongue
the earth dark in your skin
& I
a forlorn thing
