Stadium crater mic to the treetops
long lightning in sensitive shadows
down the trunks on a broken shore
spilling roots to the sand side
where the sky melts the earth
I kneel by a water cooler
spilled ice from a red mouth
grass running over the bounds of the fallen
heights of the civilized speaking with a torn mouth
from the water's line-spill into electricity
and falling wool from the edge of a sled's slip