walking home tonight it’s like writing a
long letter about going home
to the moon
tattooing it into the earth with my feet
for the moon to look down at and read
outside tonight in Denver a family of Quiet Things
is spitting silence all over the streets and
oh
God
I am a baby of blazing light
and I wander down here in the darkness
I put my lips to the bottle
and the bottle spreads its wings
and we fly down the valley together in love
