Flockprinting is an aggressive electrostatic action   Using severe heat to force finely chopped fibers   Onto patterns of fabric   Ultimately resulting in   Soft touch      When they told You that this was Your assignment   You flockprinted straitjackets and suits of armor   So I asked if You wanted to trade jobs   Because damn   That   Is poetry      And yes, these arms fell backwards   When ya did it   Chest out stretched   Open to the way Your palms up turn me      I knew You�d be good   I just didn�t know how good      Even before we met   When the assignment was to draw words   With their own literal meanings   I would write out each letter of the word LOVE   Using winning halves of wishbones, melted Crayons   And the toe tips of the great dancers who�ve quit dancing   Because I don�t give up on shit like that   I always knew I�d find You      Even before we met   When the assignment was to partner up in ice water, and keep our heads above it   I�d watch boys with girls take the shallow end of the 8th grade   Like   Suckerfish   Swapping skin deep aquarium air tubes   Trying to make each others shivers fit   We don�t swim that way   Never gonna      Flockprinter,      You have been a long time comin�   And the clouds have rolled You in slowly   But I ain�t mad at the upshot sky   Rain   It�s my lucky number   It�s the author of release   It taught me monsters are easy to come by   So I went out and found the beast   Before we met   When the assignment was to incomplete myself   With sad songs and recycled insults   When I was spun out eyes bagged teeth fist first in lust and considering Jesus   You were there   You have been the whole journey   And I ain�t got nothin� against goin� home      You, Flockprinter      Ya look good in yer tidal wave   Toe to toe with the mean blue moon   Head raised up like a lighthouse      You   Are   Buttercups spraying out the mouths of doves   Fireworks stuck in the air   You�re a freestanding landing pad held together by choir claps   You�re a god   Not afraid   To walk with the saviors   Who ride monkeys around on their backs   Kicking up mercury   Spreading upward openly   Carrying breath   Well      You are   An18-stringed guitar heart   Sparkin� off roots   Dancing out of the river�s edge      You walk   Like a free country   With an affinity for thick skin      You live   Humming to the tune of let loose like a railway   Banging through the middle of Novocain   An open winded under water fire escape      Flockprinter,   You have, now are and always will be   My reflection of individuality   Carried out by the acoustic drift   Of a snowflake�      Living with a fingerprint      And I   Am   Rumble motion jawbone   Waterlogged with ink spots   Smiling ear to ear   Armed with backbone and busted zoo gates   Promising You   From the bottom of my harmonica pocket   Forever   You will never have another lonely holiday      Even now   Where the assignment is to live without a destination   I end up with You and the rain, released   Both   Flockprinting stars   Between me and the beast