remember the summer of pink eye
the summer of fried eggs & the crackling
blacktop I sucked till my mouth unglued
drunk on nothing drunk on the wedding cake I
froze & thirteen years later every jeweled egg
I’ve carried has popped like fancy caviar never tasted
such pinkening that bubbles as champagne
& cheers to the end of breaking [for] you
my eyes scrubbed my heart pass-
ported oh stamped for anywhere but—