I find a note of discord about his curious face
Trying to piece together a knowing
the thick melody red in the balloon glass
tittering on the edge of a frameless mood
blown about with a whistling sigh
rises in tendrils from his hot skin
and settles into the paint-peeling walls
of a heart once deliciously vibrant
and warmed by undertones
this joyous notion
my sweet serene.

Jesse Falk