don’t miss trains

hurricane me up from down south

dry santa fe day mother of pearl

halfway cross the world rain on your thighs

so deep you had no hemline

hibiscus vodka cranberry life been weary

this world this day got too much

fear a top bunk in your love

above your dull breathing chest heaving

under a peace sign drink wine why why

do you drink me like pineapple drinks

winks across the bar you don’t have far

to run before you’re judged hugged

under your love kiss me too

like a flesh eating fruit consuming

swept like a hurricane from down south

—September 2021, San Diego, CA