what press is that
on skin
and vowels, tight
hunger ?
(skin before color)
such as sinking
motions or comets
in lazy trees,
when light ruptured
memory, you,
a lump in my spine
press,
press tight
cramped behind teeth, eyes
words
coils
a breath resumes
words as saddles
some things
buckled to
my tongue
to know
snow in lungs presses,
a blue truth
architects our flesh
tighter
time like a coffin
at high speeds
through joyous winds
makes
it over, or if only
pressed
tight
