Shell my pistachio eyes
Dehulled vulner-
able under nutcracker breath
Cricklecrrracks split
me & I just can't tell if
exposure germinates
weak or strong
Lightning skidded trances
skin deep @ morning
Tongue-pithed & flayed
open to monsoon breezes
Organs arranged by color & size
yet all I think is ice & beets
& I want to feel
you but I only feel me
My mind brines my heart
Lightning skidded trances
skin deep @ morning
Love’s the peroxide
to dissalve love's scabs
Pistachio love kudzus neoprene like
vines eat a temple beyond
Angkor Wat & in
morningblue bricks
become soft as peony mist
Lightning skidded trances
skin deep @ morning
