my love is a fever

my love is a fable

my love is jazz licks

improvised by toddlers

bold Ulysses by nursery rhyme

and firelight

my love is a metamorphosis

reason

cold logic intuitively speaking

my love is syncopated

spoon-fed

ignorant

well-read

my love is singular

my love is commonplace

as a gravedigger's own

birthplace

my love is a medicine

feeds the sick

heals the poor

turns up the volume

on the blind

my word it's a trip

like a migraine

on a moving train

it parachutes

aeroplanes

watch it fly

eyes soar

hands clap

ears ring

it's a sand trap

hair raising

amazing grey city

transformations

as lips sink

stomachs ache

monkeys shine

fire flies

foxes trot

hobs knob

porches swing

brains storm

hearts attack and air supplies

heads light

tails spin

steeples chase you

along your chin

rock slides

out of the woods now

a virgin in bucksin moccasins

tall thin

she plays your mandolin

so maudlin you begin to spin

out of the woods now