- pensive placation -

i am harvesting all of this
a stockpile of breathing imaginings
pulsate at the base of my spine
i kill time with forgotten lines
and extreme-dream stage shows
where heartache waltzes out
and we
are the next act
on the bill
the curtain climb will uncover
sheet distortion
and the reverberation
of pleasure
unfolding
our lips
would be more effective
than these slow-moving promises
could ever be
and i would whisper
close to your ear
after catch of breath
that when still young
and untested
bible school
didn’t even give me
as much faith
as this