Read by Lisa Fay Coutley
As surely as architects fall in love with angles and lines I come to you adjusting my buttons and lapel fascinated by the hover of your dress as though you floated into the room a jellyfish a single bulb She's not on the same field of play they'd all whispered to me yet I lean forward closer to you and away from my secured counsel As you speak whole cities blossom within my chest a new age out of the slow bone and flesh existence and here ideas are rivering through As surely as highways pulse between major metropolises sex is a subtext I imagine sliding down each ravine and ripple within your dress the touch of your hand changes an avenue of traffic lights to green lust With you I dream of new equations how y might multiply with x a new proof effervescing beneath our formalities I don't care who's watching I come to you wanting to build structures together not to gaze dumbly into your eyes