Ode to Gravity
I have known you for a little while now
Sky, and with you my throat orchards. Few flowers
Remind people of bugles. I forgot. I
Left her poinsettia leaves. I put my eye-
Lids to heaven, Nina-boltz, Nina-boltz.
I put my eyelids to heaven, yet navy
Moons my thoughts. Clear night with spray paint, no one’s
Like you, like you animal. Land cherries
And tigers, so well, so well. Nina you
Need a little sword for a little feast.
While eve lightlessly lifts everything up, up
And up, Gravity I’m glad I live with you
And only. No calamity, nor drummed
Up love in my nocturnal internal.