Dianna Poem by John Courtney

For you?
glass bottoms
on my words
so you can see me
rising from boil in
a great flask of time

a poison fog might bellow,
sharks will always swarm
in the limited checkers
of chemistry class floors,
looking up your dress
is all they know

for me?
a Siamese hazard suit
lights off to throw them off;
I know what you looked like
before you were born,
I can find you easily
braving underground moons

allow me beyond your lips
to last, to dispel, to pour
our perfect concoction
into the unlabeled vile
of infinite peace; a new
color finally among
these boring schools
of unnecessary arts,
to rinse our mistakes
in the eyewash station,
to make love in the
shower of those tears

drain for me the exit fang,
study close a venom's voice
to spot & rid its delicious carrier,
teach them of new science
no! forget them!
forget them and show me!
for I am a feather's silence
sweeping heat above
your cold sleepy dream,
I want to make loud
my crashing eyelash
who itches just to scratch,
who meets you where
hot migrating blood oceans
pool above your brittle collarbone:
an ancient necklace I gave to you
upon completion of this Earth,
the secret gully once eroded
restored by a team of thoughts

for us?
on the beach at night
not sands but golden ash,
sharks flopping within inches
of the blanket where we live,
spears of lightning piercing
through their heartless flesh,
the thunder sugar eating
hatefully at armors of grey
like the sun of 1982 snacking
on steel-fendered automobiles
in the parking lots of hospitals
while it waited for our return

and the blanket?
in your parents driveway,
in Philadelphia, in Ohio,
Utah, Switzerland,
a taco stand in Mexico,
turning Pluto back into a planet,
in life, in death, in love;
the beach at night can find us
if I can find you