too excited
amped up on sugar and caffeine
and getting a hunchback
an old lady hump
i want to go out and claw at the ground
dig until i feel the dirt under my fingernails
have a healing spa layer of mud over my skin

dig until the earthworms find me
and i hit bone
and i can bury myself in nature
and the past
and damp darkness

god i want to be out of this room
away from this machine
i want to be chewing weeds
and spitting words
so my fingers, so clearly made for digging,
won't be mangling words on a keypad

i have no more patience for typing errors
no more patience for typing

deep in the night
i feel its waves washing over me
cool like some outdoor breeze
sheets billowing on a line
moonless
all tactility

i feel you like a ghost over me
appearing for this moment
what do you want to give me?

i'll accept it
i'll be your new car
your midnight stream
your comfort
and your desire

what can you give me?

in some private world
ancient
i let myself slip
into that background
communal instinct
out of this personage
i am only body
and lunar understanding

every molecule is impossibly light
transcendent
and vibrating with fire
and you bring all that exists
into me
and we are as dense as everything
surrounding us

you are a stranger
off the spectrum of good and bad
in a series of moments
no time passes
i want you
god

i am a ghost
faceless
nameless
washed out by camera flash
in the night

i am wooden
a hollow tree
carved out
solid
but not sturdy

clandestine