a plum has a stone heart and...

a plum has a stone heart
beating a drum in a rainbow 
with a heavy star.
it’s keeled in an absolute song
off the bow of the Bountiful-
without cargo.
only tandem bicycles 
without a friend that knows-
how to ride.

II

Your name is a coin now.
you have abalone skin 
stitched into turnstiles
of your infinite Q
gathering up your waiting
like a herd of fish-
at a fence
of net.

III

Now is the construct of your longing-
in short ‘ Because’; strapped to the thigh
of your beating Heart.
You have all adventures, accustomed-
to the Adversary Inside You.
and Something 
about the Way 
you Fall

Is New.