I’m dreaming warm
Styrofoam and ratty beige
shirt hours days without
speaking without touch
Plumeria pink
and yellow
float
on a bed of gravel
losing fragrance tree’s
gnarled bark leaves
an itch memory
Somewhere my body lies flush
with light some bed
I can only half-remember
some face dimmer
before clear as coffee
deep earthy everyday hot
but cooling
Never know when
fruit is ripe so the papayas
in the yard brown fall
to the ground avocados split
themselves any slight pressure
Bananas sick soft and legs
don’t quake arms reach in my
sleep hit the wall in the morning
bruised knuckles think of me
in bed sheets pulled
to chin body slack
as yesterday’s flowers
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