FULL MOON ON TOP OF A CHAMPAGNE PALM'S TIP

between the two of us
taboo is no longer taboo

speak and i will listen
you may even scream
so i may know where
is the point of that top
most layer of your sorrow
so i can go over there and
look if there is still something
to be done.

do not blame the universe
it has nothing to do with you.

speak and i will be a very silent
room, carpeted, and draped
all over from wall to wall from
one window to another

that you can even hear the
footsteps of the ants and the
songs of the termites

after all look around you
the house has long been
weakened and soon shall fall.