Electrostatic Ocean, Friday Night

Danielle Zaccagnino

I want to see you glow
from your toes up / high
in the back seat / of your blue
beetle submerged / underwater we kiss / kick
our feet / we never needed
to breathe / holy or not, we weave
limb onto limb, climb up to float / in the beginning
god or someone said / let there be sirens /
and got us good and dizzy / the water
paced back and forth, back and forth in waves / ready
for our whiskey / freckled breath / a hint of bark / eyes closed
we wrestle a bolt / of lightning to the ground / alone, enough
to power a small town / say, this one / for a day
say this / in a haze