for Billy

Longing for kindred fascination of wild,

of inscrutable universes that trickle through

ears eyes nose mouth skin

Invisible light particles

transmitting the reality of heartmind diorama

Pleasant thought, limbic vibration.

Gentle, warm.


also for Billy

Beneath the tangled umbrella

we sit in a rococo salad

seasoned by the time of wind


Sharing sounds, magic

from air to cerebrum limbic

paper to arms lungs hands

swaying in the wall-less cauldron

with friends.