& You & I

years of slow smothering
an avalanche in spoonfuls
cascade of dynamos
a splash of magnificos
meat grinding disposal
dumping drawn drawerfuls
gone truly analytical
free-forming breakdancers
now forming perspectives


      [slip a smoldering leaf
       between incendiary skins
       My book writ large
       on the flesh of foundlings]


&, btw
I don't mind your mind's way 
of damn-near breaking my spine