EXACTLY AS MUCH
Olive Franklin
as a butterfly longs to tangle with the clean
dawn air as a fallen earring seeks out
the dark openings of drains as spaghetti turns weak
for boiling water as plums nestle pits
as fingers anchor palms as all small, dark
things that choose to hold each other
as fungi lash their roots together as pebbles
smash each other to sand on the open beach