Flume

Flume

I am my mother’s only one
it’s enough.

I wear my garment so it shows

now you know.

only love is all maroon
gluey feathers on a flume
sky is womb and she’s the moon

I am my mother on the wall, with us all.
I move in water, shore to shore;

nothing’s more.

only love is all maroon
lapping lakes like leery loons
leaving rope burns—
reddish ruse

only love is all maroon
gluey feathers on a flume
sky is womb and she’s the moon