to location
in brain
and in heart
daytime trains barreling thru cerebrum (no one understands how)
in the heat of day- with black earth caking my sunburnt skin (head to toe)
it starts three inches deep
between my sternum and backbone
and it moves down (sometimes slow, today quickly)
around the outer edge
of an upside down spire (with the upper part where the lower part should be)
reaching the base (as it only can in the inverted case)
then returns skyward
it is in lover’s epic smile (the postlude to a colossal fall)
or the face of child (realizing the bubble gum at the bottom of the screwball)
(not yet) knowing the certain fullness of the state we’re in
it is not the luff, the leech, nor foot
nor any composite hoisted for ardent haste
rather
it is the wind
the breeze
the oceans sister
moving above, moving down from Fa(r)ther above (pronounced like love)
moving down from the clouds till right above the granite ocean
sister loves brother
yeah (with aspiration) it’s true
breath that in deep (then pause)
they work together
and brother loves sister
that’s also worth breathing in deep
they make mother proud
Father is chock-full of delight
