Deeper than Bedrock

So we talked

Instead of shallow
dust layer fluff

lifting the layers
below covers
beneath sheets

Under the heat
of our spirits
in states of friction

even deeper than
the cooler padding
cushioning our
frame
determined not
to let our bodies
hit the floor

Because we
went deeper still
below the floorboards

where we insulate
ourselves from the
cold of night

because below that cold
under layers more of

living earth
where stone
makes compacts
with bacterium
in an oven
of pressure

in those intimate
revelations

we fall into a
glowing mineral butter
who’s internal
powers

explode us
into orbit
fueling

what some called
misguided passion

the stuff that
nations come from