butterflies in my stomach
butterflies above the rooftops
I want to rise
above where they flutter
touch the sky with my lips
swallow stars whole
chase the clouds
and weep after
I want to hold the ocean
hard and close
I want to strip a field of flowers
greedy, armful by armful
I want to write
my name in sand
watch the water
take it back
I want to wake
at the sweetest point of dreaming
and wash my face in cold water
until the tears are gone
I want to sit
beside your grave a little longer
and not remember
why you're down there
now
