Love as Described
We may yet ingest richness
extracting from fugitive earth
an anxious emergence
murmuring the sorry words
beneath a blue moon
bewildered by the inexplicable
bruise of neuroscience
the blank-hearted misery
of mechanical needles
embedded wires intersecting…
like an angel describing
love to a blind man
as a broken body defines love
for a poor man the healing
bones predicting a chill
but the world is awry
when ghosts walk the beach
at cold morning tide.
