tour

Contusional blessings of the hand and soul
blue trucking on the veins
below the yeiding porcelain
approaching navel bases
reading nervous endings
on acupunctural roadmaps
the tao of chilling passions
disturbed by china winds
like the rolling glass of lakes
so drive I rain to break it
in so many swollen places
and someday rest I well
shores met by seeking root
to measure space for me
for length
for heightening of dreamsels.