June 9th, 2011
The mouth talks
To the one who excites by word
By being, gravitation from bodies
Of great mass across short space
In planes of electricity from a background less passive
Than cosmic radiation sending us to each other.
Confidence exuding eyes
That send wavering wanting something more,
Steadfast and straight is the response to the heart
Of a hormone that keeps kicking days later leaving
Soaked shirts and wandering mind.
If the rush's vector is unpredictable
With speed increasing
Then the heart might find
The radiation too great to withstand,
Muscle fibers dying in their firm, false belief
By multiplying errancy,
Too great to out live.