Running Through Honey in the Dreamworld
I will kiss your teeth clean
while you write dreams on striped floors, I will
wear white socks and wade
knee-deep in black water, I will
pick this river up and watch
the water fall right out
with you, I will turn this car around. I will
swallow every swordfish whole &
read futures from the water spots
in drying pots and pans, I will
make up the ending if it isn’t you
so every ending ends
with me saying you. I will
turn the fan on low so when
you ask me in ALL CAPS
from across this giant bed,
BIRD, HOW MANY BEES
DO WE SWALLOW TO LIFT
US OFF THE EARTH?
I can tell you this:
We are already running through honey
in the dreamworld— as in,
waking up sleepy, as in, going
nowhere fast, as in, slow
and ready, now please
yawn into my mouth
while I count out minutes
with Mississippis. Thank you
for loving me in such long &
hard-to-spell ways.
I will kiss your teeth clean
while you write dreams on striped floors, I will
wear white socks and wade
knee-deep in black water, I will
pick this river up and watch
the water fall right out
with you, I will turn this car around. I will
swallow every swordfish whole &
read futures from the water spots
in drying pots and pans, I will
make up the ending if it isn’t you
so every ending ends
with me saying you. I will
turn the fan on low so when
you ask me in ALL CAPS
from across this giant bed,
BIRD, HOW MANY BEES
DO WE SWALLOW TO LIFT
US OFF THE EARTH?
I can tell you this:
We are already running through honey
in the dreamworld— as in,
waking up sleepy, as in, going
nowhere fast, as in, slow
and ready, now please
yawn into my mouth
while I count out minutes
with Mississippis. Thank you
for loving me in such long &
hard-to-spell ways.