ecue the smoke
only other rising
impeccably she
has dressed her
thin ribs
dry-rubbed
against his
body of work
draw is on white
paper versions
of
a pretty pierced
the wild thyme
into also creeping
(in this light) tongue
licks rare juices lick
is everything That
is in her view in sight
lips "my love"
she offers her entire
ly
brittle legs too stand
on
their own two rise
curl ing into blue
sky
12.1.2006
