Pavement seams 
in garden brick 
blister with moss 
A handsome intruder 
between blocks

in yesterday’s rain 
I recline under a blanket of lilacs 
hold a hand mirror and a pin 
drain cankers 
lining my mouth 

The ooze – body honey 
I stick the point 
in an island of moss 
The release
something green 
A burst of spore 
tells me what to feel

First Publication: Anti-Heroin Chic Poetry Magazine, 2017