We avoid toll roads,
not just for blue collar pretension,
but for the extra time
between Newark and my house
10 minutes to 25 to I love you
and you are sober
but you kiss goodnight
with heat and hunger
with 5 years of pent up
you and I
never fulfilled
but for 10 minutes
the bathroom in neither of our houses---
as if we were 17.
but you're a homebody now,
and I will undomesticate you
in the sand of the Mediterranean
on the shores of the Nordsee,
I will breathe you life
where you have lost.
I will breathe air
where you have concrete lungs,
flow water where you have dammed,
sow seeds where you have tilled,
an empty field, sought for nothing--
I will flame--
far and away--
my signal fire infinite in a sea of vacuummous darkness
in a place where silence shatters souls and shoulders
in a home
we will build brick by brick
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