branch

I think a thick branch has been growing out of my chest
you seem imminently touchable as though

time hate distance could be folded in two and there would be nothing between us


I'm standing in a green haze of light and there are these people standing there yelling
at me, holding spoons, shaking them
my mother, her face shocked as though I unplugged her and coiling like a dying thing

you
your arms folded
you stubbornly invisible as air even though i am involved with you
even as I push you out in suck you through my teeth my guts lined with you rubbing your back thickly against them


time is a triangle I am sliding down


my heart is a stringy juice dripping fruit

penduluming in air

hideous fat sweet

my skin bulges with it

hot heart


blisters my body from the inside


on the other side you are walking somewhere calmly
through woods on a clear day
holding your right decision like an attache case beside you