Fronds tracing the window
crack their roots.
Garden beds simmer and
come up like blocks.
Steaming walls of soil
blinking screens.
Backyards on a grid of sticks
rising like a cage from the earth.
Strips of cloudy vapor
sculpting frozen hands.
Yellow wax on the wounds
of a far-seeing face.

Potted lives
crawling their boundaries
like space-fed vines.
Sunglasses swallowing paint
and pouring concrete.
Stems in the orifice of the earth
making the sun wink
on a long-handled spoon.
Boiling skins and guts
writing cursive
on a leaning wall.