C. John Graham: Cloud Chamber

particles leave traces  

 

in fog       

 

in a blue-veined       

 

alabaster vestibule       

 

prayers      evaporate       

 

data      paints  

 

your face       

 

pretty particles      in vapor  

 

lay tracks from above 

 

I open      my mouth       

 

and eat the clouds 

 

to forget      how  

 

you taste