i have returned with the swell

to begin:
i have returned with the swell
an explosion of molecular fireworks
prismatic,
i am all around you

25/10 ༄ message in a bottle
26/10 ༄ we see each other
27/10 ༄ telephone tag
28/10 ༄ coping
29/10 ༄ the periodic table
30/10 ༄
31/10 ༄

message in a bottle

why did i spin the globe like a bottle
when i preferred it with you,
a sea-salty salve to sore wounds
you've managed to stitch
close breaths into kisses
come on a transatlantic breeze

in those screaming dreams
our words are the confessions
between bodies.

we see each other

when i close my eyes
the acuity of you is all
that's left behind, a serenity
between two jades, clearly
fish out of rivers meant to be
seen, pearlescent
the first time you saw:















.

note: I did write this on the day of, but life has made it fairly impossible for me to be online in the last couple of days! This one is for 27/10.

telephone tag
these days everything starts with
these days
because these days
meander in the way that you do
when the distance stretches,
heart shaped silly putty
strings never snapping
a gummy line of telephone tag

i would rather whisper in your ear.

note: poem written 28.10

coping

life above land is dry
not unlike, but unlike
the soothing syrup of sauvignon blanc.

the periodic table

i am a fortune teller
anticipating dreams
into incalescent waves
salt wash cleansing old
hurts; and the sting fades
with your solidity
a king's golden touch, brazen
rends me molten
an auric change
arriving with the sunset