Canvas

Here's just me threading galaxies
with a careless eyelash resting on my fingernail
while my calm pond of sleepless night
gets rippled through with heartless snores
oh to pour a heart on white canvas of blank souls
etching ectoplasmic mess on bored ironing boards
in a tantric intercourse of pillow and sheets
a celibate breath suspended in drops of amber light
listening to cautious splatter of
raindrops oozing with great consternation
through clouds clenched tight
weapons on the ready
armored in wax glinting like steel
wicks hidden under iron sheen
to fend an enfilade of chill
lest you bring out matches and light a spark