a pervading sense
of compression
a lack of space between
angry molecules
an atomic bombardment
a chain reaction
confined within
a bird bone prison
a haunting melody
of hammers crashing
into a xylophonic
cage of atrophied ribs
mistimed notes hovering
in a registry of
anxietal moaning
triggering fight of
flight fancies to
dampen every crotch
in a ten mile radius

i sit alone
every cell vibrating
as my phantom fingers
run across your
delicious inner thigh
butterfly kisses
on the back of your knees
as my breath plays
poetically in
tender ferocity
saying all the words
translated into
tiny explosions that
unfold like a field of
wildflowers blooming
on the first day of spring