Cherry blossoms sleepily
upon the Brunswick green canopy.
Lapis Lazuli between branches
while X-ray light
broadcast from speakers
nested and humming
up there in the highest branches
spirals of pink softly flow
down in a warm hurricane glow.
Now shootin’ out
from the light in yer skin
how did the stars get in?
Our hearts made into
bright and silky tools
this plush spring
created all over again
as rhythms reach
and bend above the canopy
let’s count
every colour we can see.
Kissing sleepily
bone conductivity.
Core the light and spit the seeds.
Together we leave maps in doubt.
