family reunion/dead babies III

that fluted champagne and those voluptuous cries and
kissing closed the separations. and exchanging sincethens
and we were landless we were floatingtogetheragain and

later in that album on the table in the hall i saw crushed windows. 
a torpedoing jag of empty, the blue lips a snagged a rusted hole and
silent.  a never an always in that photograph of one birthday sincethen.

those lush and creamy 
those hotel walls they were too thin
for the sudden springing of
my bared my unearthed grief.