Poem 15

a bad boy with a heart of gold
throws a dot of crimson jello
has the sun rises and the thunder cracks
if my backbone had been broken
maybe it all was cleared at once
that day you were away, I took your bed
in the morning, four times I washed my skin
tiny drops of you, fuzzy glow
a castle of ice cubes, a tray of jade
amazing whims, a jointure of swirls
a roaring fire, caged lion, and in no time
i would like to fully see what those trousers hide