Adhesive

The lifted smiles

blown out of you.

The burning bore,

guilty and sore.

The new tightness,

as old as Hell.

The brave faces,

new, and undone.

The confusion.

Upside-down days.

The new moist eyes,

you see it all.

The way forward.

There lips a curse.

The gnashing ends,

the day’s embers.

Your growing voice

soundless suns rise.

I ask for glues,

to mend your life.

To hold you fast,

To seal you here.

The answer comes.

A sprawl of seeds.

The world’s corpus

unites, takes flight.

Then, the day’s swish.

Blood vessel sky,

a salve for eyes.

The sea then sighs.