by Lindsey Carrell
Say my love in your language, sound it out
Catching buzz I go glass-clear, round, to pull you in
Oh Radio, Oh Kaleidoscope
Oh the atomic way our limbs always circumnavigate matter.
Jump and pop, switch on, now switch off,
Pulse all the way in, flow all the way out
Rod-straight you charge, hairs raised, from every angle
Me, silent entry--prismatic, caresses conical
Soft and She-like, speared by He bright burning arrow
An equal lens in opposition to my lover’s equal heart,
I wave back
Synthesizing your truth to send a telegram.
Lindsey Carrell is a painter and poet from Billings Montana. She spent her early childhood in rural country in central Montana, reading and daydreaming outdoors. Expression is her way of understanding polarities and she has a variety of passions to draw from--history, nature, symbolic systems, and all things paradoxical and mind-blowing.