.echoes.

a million words flutter about my head like confused butterflies in a summery haze

4.04.2007

a gorriĆ³n.

lovely sparrow,
long thin legs reaching
for vertebrae and
thick rimmed glasses that
magnify wonder in searching eyes
(shining through brunette feathers)
,speak in whispers
(exhaled breath with words)
rippling stillness in air; the
beating of wings in flight.

and standing pigeontoed
in the middle of this street,
feathers turned upward
to admire a greysilk sky,
a synapse
mid-composition
twists itself into a smile
bearing perfectly ivory
pearls_
a sparrow materializes
into the smoke from a
hopeful cigarette and
floats gracefully away.
silent in two 
parallel lines;
eyelashes
resting on cheekbones
stealing glances at
parted lips
gasping
(a breathy rancor)
rolling down your neck

rough tipped
ink stain fingers_
an energetic

sieze


the light pouring through
open doorways
swallowed in an
instant
pumping.heavy;thick
liquid;
explosive
bottlenecked sinews
scream beauty
at the
instant of release,
soaking fibers and beading on your
skin.
somnambulist
satisfaction takes hold, twisting
lips into a peaceful
mischief, and i
paint you white

with the tips of my fingers.