the verdure grown          fervent    looking at it is feeling it 
             anthesis leans from 
                                    its own weight      everything lazy 
 perpetual tymbal shrill	                    fluctuates in
   and out  
            you leave                            my clothes all over the place      
        a comfortable habit	     your face gives you
                                           away	               i’ve decided to just 
                               wear my sunburn as blush       stumble 
while sipping on gaps
between shutter slats	     
                consequent movie of window
                                                                            light on the wall     
      my legs wrapped around the 
             tops of your thighs  
ponder what the shrill is	     forget about it  
               i count your freckles    just because   and label them 
with coordinates 
                                                                 crumbs on our bare feet 
                     
                                  realize it’s already noon	       anthers on 
                                                                             the bed linens 
you try to catch                            salty air in the tupperware	
               you say my hair looks fairer	        i say maybe
          the shrill lingers 
                                             and the shrill fades	        as it does