My room

is so tidy now.

I long to be annoyed by

The dirty socks you casually tossed beside my

bed.

electric
blood shoots

through tangled silver
veins of sudden summer

lightning

your mouth on my skin
liquid heaven falling on
dusty summer ground

no fixed address

bluejay
in my backyard
only builds what he needs
to survive until his blood says
"migrate"

indistinguishable from magic

water
undaunted
pulls off a deft escape
drops condense and slowly slip down
the glass

living
juice is flowing
from the just-bitten skin
of a cherry, a swift tongue could
catch it

the barbeque's shocking finale

confused
the bee perches
on a can of soda
pandemonium may shortly
ensue