intimate as aspirational your voice
misinterprets coffee, smoke
though a skylight the timeline
it Tarzans by unzips into eloquence
because if you were naked for export
you’d be believed
as easily as I
by my dearly beloved the sky’s
deep rockets sundering
but I was blind
to their motive
shading your thought bubbles grey
Huey Dewey Louie
argue for fame
after frame
they have no plan for the suction
unnarrating movies of green
rolling hills
no storyline
dialogue characters simply viridian
shades and sharps while your
antennae scan
for anomalies
from this kitchen window forever