olivia

olivia, i saw you on the stage today
electric breath i saw you bathe
in their viral applause; song&dance
kisses in the air hanging there, all silk fast fame frozen-over
a lake; all tears in spades, moss at the break
of your hairline
fractured hands clasping
for the back of your dress, i saw and felt the slip
of your finger by the bass; of words bad at first impressions
bad at smiling at your phone, kissing in front of god
a string instrument to take a turn like weather
the pillow; continual foreplay, honesty, song&dance
olivia put some onto me,
i will not take it away.

get ready for the influx, the moments
on the day i say something matters; can’t be good at this
i’m a thoroughbred, but we’ll cross that bridge
when we come to it, when we
come to it, baby
never lost the game and yet it’s the same every time; you’re
viscous with feelings
unserious lover, cherry-picker—you take the pits and make
me a locket, followed by don’t be sad, my immense
reality is made of you; you
grounding in sounds that blossom, grounding in volumes that grow
close to secrets, but never can keep one
long enough to learn from it
do not underestimate the noise of your aliveness.