who did you say you are?

Because the lightning plays the lyre,

the earthquake moves layers of thoughts,

come let’s write a dissertation


together, a geometry of one,

not endless me, or endless you,

we can be endless we.


We can’t be known for elegance

but we can cross streams eating cherries,

our lips purple and sweet and  enthralled.


photo: Scientopia Discovery Center in Napa, CA