love song for girl in chat room
for kris
I know your insides better than
your eyes. You spill out dusty
screen star-crossed: your light is all
I have of you, patterns
that you trace upon the dark.
I love your night, your deep
sky layered so careful and so bright,
the way your shadow moves
just out of sight. I want
to swallow you, ache like a sigh—
techno medicine: your heart, the moon
that silvers on your tongue
like coin or eye.