i found in you

i found in you/ some thin wire you kept as taut as the parachute you landed in, some years ago before all the furniture broke/ blind and one part crab shell/ whispering secrets beside the graves of fathers and their proud names neither dimmed by seismographs or the earthquakes they failed to predict/ we borrowed midnight and danced it off/ our heroin sweat must find in freedom, not addiction, but a dancing in delight upon all the weathered bones of corinth/