And I’m sorry, but
how can I bound stairs any faster
twenty-by-twenty thirty-by-thirty
miles of boundless fights
with wings sprouting bone
from my shoulder blades
how at any time
we can go back there
to canopy of branches
the brightest green leaves
the flowers under the snow
the big thaw
do you remember
when I fell down the icy stairs
and hurt my back
and said I was going to sue
your landlord
but how can I sue anyone
when we live in the trees
in the field of sunflowers
in a place of every warmth
here, come under my feather
curl into curl into curl
and let the cradle be the fall
let us bound each staircase
with broken backs
and broken hearts
on wings of leaves
and bouquets by the dozen