Poem #22/30: "Skin & Veins & Window"

Against a window, the naked body reveals
Light and blood / Bone and guts
The scone you had for breakfast
The dappled, 
Inconsistent image 

Nonetheless drawn to window, waiting
For the next beam to illuminate, 
our molecules to dancing
leave brief shapes of us

You can see the yard
right through!

That we may exist as heat waves:
hazy miracle, the body mirage
up from concrete. We are particle, we are wave. 
We are smoke. We are breath 

Easy, the way
Clouds pass, their shadows brief. 
We are shade and burst. We are tree

Our simple bodies, red and blue superhighways
How the blood moves, so swift
No spill

Daisy chain of nerves and spine
root and vine under ribcage
bloom two bright lungs

I can see your heart, 
It shines open and closed
A lighthouse in your chest