precipitation i was greedy & i swallowed a cloud whole. i had been so hungry for so long. i sat & counted the blue objects from the roof of my car: the sky the sky the sky. a door knob in the dirt asked to be turned, so i reached & the world flipped. you were no longer an airplane pilot or a coroner. you were a boy to run between trees with. i cashed you & kissed the bark. my feet in blue & all the tree roots tangled in the ceiling. lamps in our hair. you swiped a fork from the drawer & used it to comb my hair. i unhinged my jaw to show you how i eat clouds. on my knees in a pivoted atmosphere. my tongue grazed raw my mist. taste of above & plummet. taste of gazing upward. a sprinkle of ocean salt. water from bone marrow & water from knuckles & water from loud river-- all of that in my body. you didn't want to eat one too so i worked on chewing alone in the kitchen. i am ashamed of most things i eat. sometimes, i dream of being a tree or a flower & eating nothing but sun. even more often i imagine a bond fire in the forest. you feed me snake meat & i feed you mulberries. you are a boy unafraid of wildlife. you take my hand & bite off the pinky finger. it was no very useful anyway. you have no body but your shadow is sometimes so large it covers the whole town. oh lover, i want to show you what i can do with my teeth. the clouds curls up feline in me. there is rain coming.