that springtime crazy

we’ve got that springtime crazy,

our hearts have grown hungry under desert skies.

we wanna

take shots of lightening and use thunder to make heavy hip

hop beats

frost a cake with the snowcapped peaks

scoop the cookies and cream stars from the sky and press

them on                             a waffle cone

just one taste of these vanilla bones and

we’re

addicted to the blooming                 cactus, we

know it won’t last us

because the summertime      is coming

but for now we

sip the springtime rains, ring out the clouds with open

mouths

and chug their milky nectar

because we’ve got that springtime crazy,

our hearts have grown hungry under desert skies.

we wanna

throw a slab of sandstone on the grill

sizzling and popping just like the              blood

of our hungry hearts, the thrill

to just be breathing!

synapsing and loud,

and now,         we crave a sage salad

dressed with the sap from a pine,

and a side

of yucca fries

sprinkled with our salty tears,

mined from these wild eyes

because we’ve got that springtime crazy,

our hearts have grown hungry under desert skies.

give us the moon!      the waxing moon,

we know the moon,

how her face can be caramelized and sliced,

sprinkled with a wildflower spice

and her craters are filled with a cream,

heavy and sweet

been surviving off those moon beams,       oh God

we can’t get enough

the dark of winter left us                so ravenous

because we’ve got that springtime crazy,

our hearts have grown hungry under desert skies.

we wanna

talk about this new space                   within us

fill it up with by letting               indian paintbrush

melt on our tongue

ah, to be this young!

we take the needles from a            cactus, push them into

our spine,

bathe our nervous systems in

a brackish brine

cause we want something with desert resilience

to make up our backbones               and you know it’s

because we’ve got that springtime crazy,

and these hearts of ours,

these throbbing hearts of ours,

have grown so hungry,

and of infinite size,

under these ever-changing desert skies.

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1 Comment (+add yours?)

  1. Cynthia Abel
    May 11, 2015 @ 10:38:36

    This is CRAZY good- needs to be in a climbing magazine/ website and food magazine for all to enjoy! You are soooo talented and many would appreciate your gift. I love you

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