Toil, soil, & tattered clay,
Forever, for never & mendable today.
Cracks, wax, & pains of waiting,
Tangles, mangroves, & acreage shading.
The fluency of our incongruence,
Forming harmonies of our fragment seeing.
Slow & steady, like a cigarette drag,
Breathing in the tides of you.
You hum my name,
& crinkled leaves begin to twirl.