We snuck a kiss in the bits of lights
Through long dense cord we neglect to remember
which held each light’s hand and bound our souls tight
buckling weak, overnighters
sweeping under each other as dust does.
I’m walking home, calves slipped into fish-nets
to my little yellow light suspended
in the violence of hurricanes- clapping the earth in fury
safety pinned to flesh I don’t know
and pushing against you in acres of skin.