time passes

black licorice tea
sweet-sweet
cabbage salad
licorice tea
dessert wine saccharine pulls back cheeks
but steam
releases between eyes
rises
heat
sinks
tongue slope
lukewarming
placemat’s corner packet
a marron glace
al dente
tea astringent dry
ruminate
salivate
swig
sugary-spicy
last
new drip

drumroll of heart

lids knocks aside sleep, easy as windshield wipers on high
in a downpour. maybe I can look at these numbers with my chin
balanced on my elbow pedestal palm or on the end of my fist
on the desk, maybe rest my peepers from papers for a minute
with my chin resting on my left wrist and look up at them from –
80 minutes later I wake to a burning shoulder, wet cuff, a
pins and needles stitchwork guild meeting up my arm
my gumbo neck unevenly stretched but head snapped clear