two lips

i am a little fire

burping back against the sun

to show it

how i can consume the world

even as i am forgotten

and left alone to die

as a shadow untethered

from the body that burns

being into not

*

does not my smile require an anchor

beyond my mouth

perhaps unmooring into your more

with my tongue like a barnacle to a ship

hoping to touch the bust

or to create my own home

in yours

*

take me

on

or watch

me take

off

*

do i not deserve a place to rest

along the flowers

that will use me to create buzz

instead of music

that i used to love

like yours

when i gave you yellow tulips

that brought out all there is

in all there is

and all i didn’t know

i deserved