Sea flat

swept platinum:

 

sky a full

head, of cloud

 

& the sand

crackles

 

like a

snagged nerve.

 

It’s as cold

as my heart,

 

this frozen

kernel of winter,

 

keening.

*

Night comes

early:

 

slapping over

the sea

 

like a

closed lid.

 

You fight

for attention

 

frightened of

an ending.

*

I’m candy

wrapped

 

breath hot

like

 

industrial

heating.

 

I’m casting

runes

 

Kestrel

glides

 

two black

cats

 

a single

magpie.

 

The horse

kindly

 

tries to

kill me.

 

I believe in

effervescence.

 

The word

slides

 

from my tongue

like kisses.