style of aisle and I'll

the wind undid my sarong
wrap over gauze first
and I know my tie could be wrong
but I don't want it right as tight
like snappy buttons for no breeze of breastfeeding,
I'll dance in that rain if it comes, even monsoon baby not maybe

don't fold up the umbrella to put it away but walking cane

where thick smocking would be smart
on waist I'm peasant from head to toe, positive up down
with flashes of purple on them actually in flowers,
my scarf blows in celebration covering it...
not to assumption of more money manicure
if care is to increase for family
like on off shoulder nudge, aim

I caught my paper unpenned
it was steadied under a zephyr's interval,
picked it up before that did~
like printing instead of spontaneous abortion,
I won't be slow now because you looked back
and isn't that the finest journey, ours

a butterfly goes behind me
but I keep going south, ah chirps in that direction
in this abundant earth lush to clear wax not hush
as soft cucumbers from last night to this morning
mix matrix as womb and weaning
he says flock clock and the word adrenaline causes hormones,
drop something when he sleeps in poor residence
of my restlessless of almost, like a quarter before gate rather than one
swing without chemical sensitivity rewound