bat's mouth

the caves of our mouths are forests

darkness and the air

in between is over-

flowing and the rushing

wolverine flies past

his shiny shiny teeth

she is kind

he is free

full of knowing

she is sure

the caves of our mouths are bears'

bellies and the air

in between this spewing

comets and the dancing

centaur queen flies past

her tiny tiny teeth

he is kind

she is free

wants to show him

she is sure

find him in the bat's mouth

he is singing in her bat's mouth

he is shaking and dancing in a bat mouth

he is getting tired and sleeping in a bat mouth

and she's holding him tight in a bat arms

she is wrapping him up in a bat arms

and she's thanking her mother sea

thank you mother sea