consisting of many interconnecting parts

by amy sharp


there's a bunch of love in this world
it trails behind us like snails
sticky sap
that stuff
makes you shake your head
stop in the middle of a shop
a sidewalk
the edge of a wooded place 
and smile
touch your collarbone
and if there is a God
that's when he lets the light out
of the clouds
that's when the sky breaks
in two places 
and you are alive
right now