Swallowing

My thoughts scatter like moths

search for the Joe-pye weeds. Here I am 

sipping Diet relief a bottle

to be crushed. I find time– 

a compression vest, straight 

jacket tightened, fear pulsing 

SodaStream leaking. 

Daunting the release of my mind

it’s fear onto you, So might it slip through 

your palms. I can inhale

the carbon electrons 

of your love–

the essence a blended palette

licked clean.

When we’re home

Longing for Peace tea

I can drink your lips like 

lemonade and hear you 

breathing through my neck 

Wondering what love can heal 

but you hold me so tight 

I can’t stop shaking light

Plastic fiz, sipping you– 

my whole life. Heart, king 

of my blood. Whimpering

at the warm taste 

of your liquid lightning. The Clymene 

waits for me

to swallow the 

scintillant apple whole.