A Pair of Celestial Bodies
Sometimes my body is a wooden chair
that you rock in and the spindles
start to become loose.
&
Sometimes my eyes are fish bowls
but all your fish are in the toilet
and now only the snails are left.
&
Sometimes my words are supersonic
jets and you look for them long
after they are gone.
&
Everything is binary
stars and once one
of us supernovas
the other will erupt.
