The Winded
2007

Over me under a haloed moon
unstrung by a call from the universe
to spin until I’m pinned back
at your desire.
Muscle your way in
and keep whispering pictures of solitary successes
and us together unmessed
and all’s forgiven.

Bring together a tapestry of
wild ambitions with just one electrical telekinetic shiver
of your brain.
I see it projected in fluttering lids,
I’ll give you all my secrets when I remember
to sit up straight.

The winded Earth climbs up next to me,
forgetting my insignificance and just asks for a break.
But you’re the world, I say, and
you owe me everything.