calligraphy of birds

cracked asphalt, cakey concrete, a calligraphy of birds
cuts

d
     o
          w
               n
                   ward        words                     f
                            en,                                a
                                                                i

                                                                l.

                     (a confession)  .

em etaerc niar eht tel dah I
                                              n daydreams of

of cracked asphalt (spat), cakey concrete,

letters to you in calligraphies of birds
breaking formation in particular storms

I keep trying to imagine a beach.

Emerald at the bottom of the sea, retroactive letters, Dear,  (dear)

His heart is in the shadowy tones of pines
An evergreen never never land

The light on the leaves
Is not where we meet

I keep trying to imagine a beach.

Redwoods, if I put them there,
Redwoods

cliffs, the sea

This is the parallel reality with the densest air
Where whispers carry

Evergreens, I keep trying to imagine a beach.

A crab turns him over, looking for something to eat
Documents, letters, resumes, trains

My skin is erupting with redwoods