Getting High at the Methodist Campground
The airplane smells so good I say you look up
surprised that I’ve noticed / anything
you’ve twirled
your hair around a stick / stuck that
in the ground
surprised that I’ve noticed / anything
you’ve twirled
your hair around a stick / stuck that
in the ground
and in your jacket / your thighs open
briefly / ladybirds the way
butterflies go and go and go
you’ve been biting your nails / and opinions
spinning your hands
over anything dry enough
to start / I’ve been calling you / Thyme
and tinder
we have no flint
This is what I feel I say / I say as if pulling
my shirt up / I want you to
Push /
the scar
There’s nothing / there but the seam
you’ve made / breaks
open like a capsule