Embers of Memory

embers of memory- solitude a rugby inside me trembling jerking off seeds, heat yolk furtive cells melt in furnace a secret pleasure perfumes a little room an eve garden my son learned how to erect shadows still lurk -odorous I felt soft sea froths salty mammary pain oozing silk oysters and lemons, orange saffron, blue vain of throb there I lay my child sinks night chilly never had winks