He had a spider web tattoo on his elbow,
a holograph of an eye on his lapel,
his complexion was smooth and uneven,
a killer and a scholar, you could tell.

First, disregard the word shimmer.
too rapidly it decays into simmer,
shunner, slimmer, suddenly slum
slam, slammer summer. It will not
stand, it dissolves upon reflection.

to inspire such a feeling within someone
I must really get under your skin
to think about someone, a lot
whether to know what to do, or not
if anything special will be required
yesterday, I was no one, but today I‘m
someone, because I was chosen by you

I wanted to be electricity,
but I became snow instead.
No medium of communication,
a medium of coruscation.
I lie bright, unblinking in the sun,

you walk home hatless
ear packed with wet snow
squeak in a field of frozen
susurration, foot place