i.
Please allow me
bathe in your colors
bathe in your smashed
cobalt vases and
smashed cobalt
daisies
please allow me
your pores
let me seep
into your corners
because
ii.
I called dad today
I saw the sun rise
he said:
you’re manic now
I said: no
just, the sun rose
it was dark
and now it’s sunspotted.
he said: good,
iii.
I don’t think of you
when I feel the world
in my pockets;
too often
you take it, and you birth
its algal blooms.
