We Imagine Cows Within Granite

The first sunlight of the working day
Only your critical lips!
From her cheeks and her hand find out
sunflowers of the planet earth,
using its misinterpreted light
pockets of lightweight aluminum changed into ash
Beneath the demonic moonlight night time of insufferable starry skies
the lifeless of the light, the energy of the stone
the wild cap that calms in your flute!
The thorough dignity of the entranceway!