oooooh....

a sigh, his

offbeat clapping 

hands introduce

shriek on high

and all the

beautiful drums

in his head

began to sound,

bouncing

from the heads

of all the men

who were too slow

to run and too quick

to kiss.

on the ground,

hair in saltwater

and toes in hot sand,

another one laughs

about the sun,

his left cheek 

and loud mouth

calmly speaking

words of a lunatic,

their hands numbly

fall on burning chests.

blind, now, with age,

he's seen water fly

and air swim, with

one million years 

grazing his face,

he waits, mumbling,

for 13 billion more.