The masturbation of wheels
Vibrates the neighborhood.
As wings breeze an empty feeder
And dogs howl for love.
Mothers rock bundles
Before nursing their contracts.
See you in the baby?
The glamour of earthly residence:
We share the same sun,
Feel warmth on our skin
Picking berries and peaches.
Dreams crowd the labels
Of beer and wine bottles.
Expectations rise with the sun.
In every cry we hear ourselves.