gamboling

with a line from “Toronto Reel” by Alex Dupree and a line from “Concerning the UFO Sighting Near Highland Illinois,” by Sufjan Stevens

sunlight gamboling with the river. black raspberries and wild mint bursting with ineffability. these things are sweet and hot in the dog days. picking sultry peaches by the spate. bursting, bursting banks. glacier-induced mountains – i am just as alive when asleep as when awake; i am teaching myself to savor – suave blue of plums. dark fruit seeps to the wise birdbeak. scenes of dayscan on retinas: body by the lakeshore, body robed in shafts of gold, robed in ashy white of aspen. see all the insects glimmer in sunlight. bent, bare, in the dayspring. our maiden flight where self-extinction ducks in dogwood-tassels – i love you i love you. kissing in cold green water — i love you i love you. the shaggy, ungovernable hair. we reckless primates; body dappled with slow afternoon. poor clothes hanging on the arroyo willow; i love you i love you. behold mystifying thing that took its form or what it was.

then the longed-for rain, and the memory of rain. oh neon lights above our shoal, and neon lights above winking across the sky. a thousand lights abounding in dankishness and careering teal.