““XXVI Potential Energy Its swimming in my cream and coffee and exploding with that first soft bite of the pencil – filling me as i taste yellow paint and pink eraser in my mouth O Leap out from my heart like lightning! Oh my love! O lets Catch the sun and press it to the page! Flail at the leaves of paper as they pirouette and spring into space. I throw myself atop the pile hoping to prevent their explosion from killing you with my joy. They slowly melt beneath my weight and flow back into me.””
