heavy
thunder,
rich thick red velvet
and silky honey
over warm bread
let wind fall in
over hard lines
to calm through
its breath's blow
jumpin' flames
on wood,
through paper
and concrete-
flames grab veins
and blood
with grumble
and growl
beating ancient hands
on heart
thud upon thud,
a cry from string and pulse
with a wandering eye
lost with lost of dress
found with found
closed lids
and the metal grasp
of beer held verse
and sweat
turned back
with clenched fist
over phone
finish strong
finish wild
finish hard
-
claudia acosta