A delicate tampering up on the roof.
It is me. I am easing the parchment of slate.
I have filled your satellite dish with pearls.
Free – I am free. Out at last.
I have come to console, to assert, to assuage.
I am sliding my skin right over your house.
Listen to me. I am the drummer.
I was invited to play. I am clean.
Let me in, let me in. I can permit
anything. Even the sky admits me.
Fingers drop in your mouth. Confess.
Open your body. It beats like a door.