Healthy expression
with the rhythm of life
my lover tonight
told me untarnished words of magnesium
- particles that brighten up
burning in the air
with brilliant cave lights
of deep, deep love -

I thank him
and I thrive
for all that I give
and all that I take
my pockets full
with magenta tales
in bright print.

My past makes an appearance:
A picture in a white dress
iridescent silk
slightly wet under the moon
as I hold another's skull
until everyone sees
it was made of volcanic stone
- porous like a sponge
taking and taking
absorbing until
it could drink no more
drowning in its own dejection -
filth that I abandon
in a crater of despair.

With my elect
I step out while
heather and wings
cables and free screens
depict the forces of nature
and I smile
to my new lover.