From the Fishouse

you showcase the worst of summer
by noon the forest details your scorch
I taste the battery from your match

alone, I chase the hum of helicopters. make a melody from the evoke of hum
alone, I sing blue lakes’ din

leave me a rock with some seed. leave me a drop or more.
my name is why

I am here in pink carpenters and ashy palms
while rain purees the soot
I pelican from couch to window

make a melody from the evoke of hum

leave me rocks with some seed. leave me a drop or more
my name is why

the creek keeps me in pulse an elegy for peppery char
I whisper leave me something something
the volcanic rocks are everywhere.

my terrain dead soon newborns.

leave me rocks with some seed. leave me a drop or more
my name is why

you last whispered a sorrel refrain
I forgot to press record