the moon got a nose ring.
i bought a pair of earrings
for my favorite cardinal & she went
to the prom alone. a bear stole
my studs & checked her reflection
in the shifting river.
whole streches of wide open skin.
go hiking with our mouths open
to catch butterflies. where & how
will you place the door?
i told you to stick your finger
in the wound on my side
& it came away with glitter.
we laughed. simon put his hair
in a man-bun before
carrying the cross
down to the bridge. i'm not saying
we need a jewel or even a jukebox.
i'm just saying some music
would be nice to pierce with.
& a sewing needle slipped through skin.
red november. nice & even.
one on each side. how do you make do?
i inspect my profile. cut silhouette
froma scrap cloth. pin to the door
in case of intruders.
like a soda tab. i was so shaken
& shimmering. who knows what i was
supposed to do with my hands
so i put them on your waist like
a high school slow dance.
there aren't enough
disco lights. there aren't enough
bed room floors. i wanted to dangle
from your ear lobe. hang glider.
honey spoon. halo. finding holy
at the end of a pester. drill
to puncture tooth. i've got you
by a short string & i don't know
where we're going. let's leap
face-first into the needle-stack
in search of clasps. you don't need
to worry about stigmata.
there's already one.
there can only be one.