Fairy Tale

The forest was a capsule
in his fist to swallow green
and gold he could lie in bed
to think,

when thrown
down the throat by the pink
tongue, that pill exploded
and he glittered in his bed-
room

and settled seedlike
between the pages of books
and that is where she found
him

and that is where
she brought him to her lips
to show him the sea
a tablet undoing itself
under her tongue