FULL MOON ON TOP OF A CHAMPAGNE PALM'S TIP

I always understand
this manner of keeping things of the same color
and glow
size and even scent

i know what hands are
and the lines of those palms
the hardness of these nails
the sensient
transcendence

i have seen arms that elbow
those that obstruct
what you need is what you want
what you love is what you keep
nothing is extraordinary in all these
and so i am not a stranger
to what you have to say next

now i must get even with you
i make a dam and keep my water
i leave you dry
plain and simple
i am this high and must not seek
your level

i have seen thirst and hunger
and even death
and i have seen to it
that it is not mine