jump jiving

In the dark sky there
are constellations, all of them
erotic and they break open
the streets
The streets exceed the house
On occasion the body exceeds
the self
Everyday someone replaces someone and
someone’s mother is sad so
as to exceed
The bed is a popular
enclosure from which to depart
Outside the stars are stunning
It is a question of
It is erotic when parts
exceed their scale

Lyn Hejinian