Jazz orange! Incorporated cardio!
Celestial or antidepressant?
American sign language for I love
you too much like rock on so I really
love you (extra finger cross). 
High throat noises pup. Scrabble 
with the camp counselors. Dadaist 
as hell, the whole day, my hands
darting flecks from the sparkler
of my body. Some full sentences
but mostly not. Clocked in
to wringing the lemon skins
which I’ve used to make metaphor
before of paining oneself,
but I’m dancing on sour.
I’m trying not to make it all
about myself but please look!
I made it up the peach tree
all by myself, and before it rotted
of fungus! Metropolitan leaf blur
out the train, blur me out, blur me.
No more summaries. A sash
calling me beautiful, calling me.