Lit candle.
Energies bought
& warded.
Mosquitoes
about the
eyes, lashing.
Who’s down
—or what?
Placehood isn’t
nationhood
isn’t dream-
land so
how do we parse?

Everything
blurry, sorted in
play, fig
ures earthbound,
sidewalk-
bound, mountain
-flung.
Even the rotis are
expensive.

Nights pass
w neptune, pul
sate & turn
illegible, absorb
ing accumulations,
brain, rib,
& rot.
We wake to sun
from light,
dreams wrestle
hope from

Liberation burns
its own
kindling,
guts walls, rivers,
borders. Earth eats
& eats &
nothing but
ground
will save. Flesh
spiral galore,
we lay in bed
& tickle.
Smiling
in coping,
smiling
in crushing, bikini
breasts bump, branch-
lung cherry baby,
be nice to me.
Your cumin,
promiscuous,
your lemons,
pickled.

Embrace many
sides
of things.
Silk worn,
drinking
my sonic
cherry limeade

We’re a mess
in bed
cum mor
ning. A
NYC cop
faceplants
on our
feeds.
Fucked
in the ass
oblivion
recalibrate.
Lovesick
& devoted,
cereal
for dinner
& dessert.

There’s no
we but we
need to art
iculate
some liberatory
gestures
 < < < 
the impossible
possible
 > > >
dark
matter, river-
flung, a wild,
sensual,
desperate
fuck. Skin
-commit,
what’s needed is
sturdiness.
Ride me,
take me
where i’m no
thing without.
Tongues out,
body in
dreamdaze.
i know
you only want
me
—& water.
How passion
fruit! Turn
circles up my ass.
Areca nut
shimmy & fuck,
do you, like
remember me?
Heat
-wave
companions,
awake
the bodies
we sleep
in.

Faith, breath,
geography,
holes
that silly me
sturdy. Squiggle
curve, radiator
squeals all moody,
all rude, ancient
roots & stems
& leaves
drying
across the spill
of your
floor. Universe
flung, contained
in micro.
Nurture hope
through

Bisan
turns her
phone on
our feeds,
shows Gaza
in rainbow.

Separate
minds, we
sink our teeth in.