The First Warmth of Spring

The first warmth of spring. A listening of one's mind to forgive. Sun hits you from above. We melt from the inside out. Faint ice as membrane spreads sound across skin. I step over watery edges. He pulls the canoe across the ice. They cut the ice thinking. It's always such a great honor and thrill to have Lee-Ann on this show. Like, has one mind. The upper parts are exiled to the bottom. The lower parts deported to the surface. There is euphoric, rising and falling,. orbits of dispossession and reattachment - achieving maximum density, 39 degrees Fahrenheit. You relax at the surface, spread apart, cooler, holding warmer