Standing slack-jawed
Breathless as a stomped pop can
Swarmed by gnats
At the tender approach
Of the starving fawn
With a Snoopy
Dog collar
Around its neck

Summer thunderstorm
Like a skirt that swells around your waist before it falls
Slick yellow goldfinches crumbling their branches
Thinking you can’t be present
To the palm against your shoulder
Melody and drag of desire truncated by distances
Coming around the corner of one feeling into another

Crickets interminable chirping beneath the deck