imply.

your silence by which I mean
there is no eye contact

a tattered ball
night giggling
mud scented

intend.

it is unclear by which I mean
I try turning in each direction
and yet

yellow light
a waxing moon
at all hours
or a shared taste sweet
and salty

indiscretion.

by which I mean
every possibility

against smooth
against skin
against thinking for a moment
outside of this