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.