In this warm water
I am held
as all my lovers
fly out of my chest
like butterflies that have been trapped
in the hood of a car
they traveled
up my throat
and their wings
tickled me
I remembered that bath I took
high
in a hotel room downtown
and it felt like this
except I was 20 years younger
I wore lipstick
and rode the back of a stranger’s motorcycle through the city
nowhere to be
time passes
through hour glasses
and the hips of a woman
I think about that time i took your call walking down Queen
I smoked rainbow Nat Sherman’s
with a view of the harbour
taking it all in
your 18 million dollar diamond
doing nothing for the world
I had dreams and I told you so—
still do
still like expensive sushi
you smiled at me
lovers never leave
they live in your thighs
are buried in your deep tissue
they leave you hanging
by the thread of your own soul
just like an ocean
beach glass
rusted anchors
garbage
and pearls
