blanket the earth into slumber
come spirits and visions
insect-ideas writhe under flesh
itch the skin, bubble along a surface
shovel snow off a balcony, a frigid day
cold seeps into bones, etch marks
cools the hunger, a fire-thirsty brain
mother’s expectations press down
excess flesh bears up the burden well
dogs bark to scare a black squirrel
who sits on the fence eating a nut.
I enter the music of a dreaming cat
stretched out against an in-box
come prophesies and cantos
delight on a soft woman’s belly
gravity and age pull her breasts down-
ward point the way to her thighs
or a wet sex or the earth or the coffin
or the grave, thin red lines bury me alive
dark matter, universe turned upon itself
white dwarf star collapsed
meteor shower covers us in stardust
tastes of wine, cold space and silence.
I walk on the wing of an owl
reminded of acts of flight
come incantations and elders
read psalms with open hands
soft fingertips, curled tongues
longing to be a version of God
stretched across night clouds
illuminated by the full moon
shaking away a webbed cloak
of tangled sorrow, movements
loosen the knot, ride out a wave
of wind, flood the tongue, wisdom.
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