is a flame

fresh energy. stars. we search, even play it passively. hoping, dreaming for the burst. i stare at my cell phone for a flashing red light. i glance at the sky and swallow powder blue loneliness like water. i converse with strangers i'll never meet again. shake hands. use paper towels for getting in and out of public restrooms. dream on floors. scratch my scalp. take omens with a grain of salt. apply for spiritual grants. toss and turn in bed from full moon gravity. heart palpitates, stomach metabolizes, energy burns like a pilot light, levels varying. i work away libido. draw upon experience, splash abstractions, wondering when and where, when and where. breathing. inhalation is inspiration, fresh air, allergies, pollen, and all and everything.