Listen:
sometimes
I long to be
useless
to you
and you
to me
to clear the air
between us
of everything but
Presence
Listen:
sometimes
I long to be
useless
to you
and you
to me
to clear the air
between us
of everything but
Presence
Listen:
at times I am
bottomless
a house of ten thousand rooms
that rests on nothing
but the wind
so sound
it is soundless
at my best
my deepest
my truest
I hit
bottom
go to the beach
on the way
stick a bare foot
out the car window
read the wind through
attentive toes
wiggle
revelation
from the radiant book
of summer