Look at you
in your electric blues
standing boldly
waiting to coo
me off
into the greywash outdoors

I don't like your goodbyes
their florescense
uneases
befriends

electrically forthright
to soldier me out

and where are your love eyes...?
my soft face retains
in bug lit
and liquorice blues
I'm watching for clues

everything
anything
I'm holding there
and waundering?
temporarily
for you

And there with your bug eyes
so subtley I snooze
pear appetite of water
flowing pale, I lose
the juice
and fall on my lap!
to absorb another second
than mop up another wreckage

of pared down
dry light
of a hop skipped
and fair night
with me and electric blues