Argument

I smear toothpaste on my fingers 

I am hasty a skateboarding dinosaur bandaid 

I come down undone

Fall will warm and spin and set us 

New friendship loses its dampness, dries in a ditch when the rains freeze 

Circumlocating exquisite don’t look at the beam gleam in your eye it is heartbreaking in the hydrating light of the mood funny how you still scare me

I come down the curtains suck and blow our teething conversation our billow threads over me light a coin rolling over oak I wish I could give you weight and comfort

I am my intimacy forethought, I am preproduction never without angles never ever without scuttling 

I am crippling my lizard

I am making a mistake it is the season of eating thistles 
No I am right to hold to hesitate 
This is how I reason with my fingers