Untitled [Tracks carve through Florida florid wetlands]

Tracks carve through Florida florid wetlands
wilderness breaks down my estuarial intent
        he fell in love with the s-curve of her neck to spine
                                                simple mathematics
        could explain the reappearance of other things too
do we all dream of swash-buckling adventures 
and text anxiety   mothers sharpening knives
let's track green dots on trees
our own operation of marking up boundaries
discern the legibility of protons and casual time
shadows of moths passing between light
spread across your sleeping face

Copyright © 2012 by Megan Kaminski. Used with permission of the author.