Dear Cut/Throat,

Until you let down
barriers escape
language of yourself

nameless destiny
clouds outline other-
wise concocted skies

pretending body
and brain unbodied
tongues washed and purged shape-

less a published word
than rain against tin
mind filling alone

quite free exalted
before words concerned
stems leaves roots roses

delicately you
diffidently you
we are unraveled

I kiss you as you
pass a crimson tongue
threatening to speak

the anesthetized
man consonant mad
here mourning poems

left to the un-throat
the uncouth truth we
more penitently

worn by young couplets
abandoned bird’s nests
the rest remotely

gendered pretentious
sympathetic drag
throw back your head: yell!

Truculent waltz wake
wanton to protect
a lifetime of song

bemused syllable
at mere sight of you
I pedestrian

flaunting you starling
body translated
you do not catch them

searching a landscape
you never knew what
happened to the dance

collarless wagging
your finger pressed close
pitifully alone