I Hum For You

thrumming of life
oh heartbeat of urban earth
oh dictation of vibrant breath
your rhythm is the synchronization of footsteps
in spots of hereness and thereness
your manmadeness makes long lines
exact change and perfect thirds
revolving doors on a revolving planet
and my manufactured jeans are a lizard skin
i shed at night
and boots are for puddles
and pendulums are for clocks
and cuckoos are for fairy tale forests.
i feel like hatching
cracking and peeling me
hard-boiled or bubbly and strong
put in a mug at sunrise
and drained at taps.

see, its easier to look out
to take with my eyes and expel with my lips
and carry joy on the surface of my skin
of a non-porous variety
oh world, you belong to me as certainly as i to you.