then the air broke
a sharp noise of bitter tangerines
falling from a trammel,
your eyes digging butterflies
on my skin,
my fluid body
on the doorsteps
echoing electric waves,
my thick glass of wine,
my eyes
sedated by the vivid masks
passing by my transparent hair,
me
lingering in a violet leash,
licking the sounds from the walls,
inhaling your smile
sipping colliding water colours of your face.