heart // window
& you looked inside to see the trees of glass
& stretching
& blooming
& breaking, splinters inside, where blood
& light move around, all vibrant hums, shaking fragile walls
& fracturing beams from the sun into thousands of small rainbows
& the rain clouds crowded around the window
& you saw yourself past the blossom
& heartbeats right beside me
& maybe you are really far away
& maybe clouds are so close together the sky looks gray
& you come in from the greenhouse, say goodnight,
& take my pulse, always my kindest bedfellow
& there are better ways to leave than through the skylight
or the heart / window.
