fog along sutter street
my love of your inked ribs
span, lines of fingertext
fold into birds

fashioning an eve
and play doctorate
assure the heart rate
and lung strength
curious

fog along pine street
caravans carry ivory
tusks, salt, ebony hair, silks
sandalwood and myrrh
glass mountains, boiling air
sulfur burns obsidian eyes

desert
skin, long canyons and plains
sparse and dormant
fog along sacramento street

I slid through the letter slot
past the dekooning eyes
dissect the topography

build stiles

fog reaches clay

into the hinterland