FIRST NIGHT OF THE EARTH POEM

ashamed i am to approach you like this / this my moon courting you to create a crater / 

i seem to have no choice / but to begin in that crater / to spell out desire in dusty window 

panes of cars i fight not to imagine / in the beginning there were no riots / societies wisely

not figured out yet / not so by choice / distance determined our calm / i do not know when

i began longing for you / it could be now / when we have begun / as more than thought

and you as mine / this for real / must be lava / never / bargain continents / and shuffled like 

bodies in dissipating orgies / towards the exits / towards lusts to cancel out lust / and sleep

devoid of mystery / and sleep at all / landscapes and oceans tooth paste-covered / and kissing /

with joined fists / lips of original dust /