I want the clouds to shatter the light that plates our lives

There are differences between that rare warm day in winter and what we expect
when March blows in, just as the rip-currents of desire have more to do with water
than air, though the temptation to burst is suffered by dogwoods & daffodils both
each false spring—these are the secrets you tell me after making love—how desire,
like the steamy silence of summer streets,
should be so thick & bottomless you can’t help but drown.

Terry L. Kennedy
“I want the clouds to shatter the light that plates our lives” is from Until the Clouds Shatter the Light that Plates our Lives (Jeanne Duval Editions, 2011).