the size of us

Shh! I'm slumbered in a dragonlily, it's closing with the sun, I'm pollen coated and speared on its stamen. I'm shivering now. My pen is so slick like the coat of a seal and when i die tear out my words and feed them to the geese, let their stomachs swell when i shake my head in vigor my poems rattle around and make me wet with worry while their stomachs are swelling with words where are you? On my closet floor? Rolled in a fag? Sizzling like summer sausage? I'm stealing radishes from a rich man's garden, I'm sleeping in his flowers, making love to his dragonlilies,

Sipping sipping your spit off my lips, putting more prayers in my little book,

If I were as small as an ant: