You could set a bone
with that look unlock
a stock room of dark
laughter
Cover the surface
in one value then another
without a plan at first Where
does your eye catch first
Underlying the tension taut wired
inherently in the night
Never lets down her hair
& rinses it glossy in a stream
The owls settling in the almost black
the nearly midnight the reflectionless
formless open mouth of space
shining there with a capsule on its tongue