supernatural love
(listen and/or read)
My Love is a Fever
my love is a fever
      my love is a fable
     my love is jazz licks
     improvised by toddlers
     bold Ulysses by nursery rhyme
     and firelight
my love is a metamorphosis
     reason cold logic
     intuitively speaking
     my love is syncopated
     spoon-fed ignorant
     well-read
my love is singular
     my love is commonplace
     as a gravedigger's own birthplace
     my love is a medicine
     feeds the sick heals the poor
     turns up the volume on the blind
my word it's a trip
     like a migraine
     on a moving train
     it parachutes aeroplanes
     watch it fly
eyes soar hands clap
     ears ring it's a sand trap
     hair raising amazing
     grey city transformations
     as lips sink stomachs ache
     monkeys shine fire flies
     foxes trot hobs knob
     porches swing brains storm
     hearts attack and air supplies
     heads light tails spin
     steeples chase you along your chin
     rock slides
out of the woods now
     a virgin in buckskin
     moccasins tall thin
     she plays your mandolin
     so maudlin you begin to spin
     out of the woods now
(Over the Rhine)



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