1/16/2019

Birch twig, stretched across yr navel

replete with flowing emerald

a catkin saying last farewell

in the cool air

dancing shapes alight

in these sacred curves, mountains

in their own right - navigable

by trust and closed eyelids

warm whispers

endless silence

that vastness in flesh

Feel those roots drinking deeply

and remember

what did it feel like

to be exhaled

from the infinite

pool to pool

a conscious effort to materialize

And after:

hyphae stretched, longing

passing sinewy messages

to distance crevices -

bleeding always, enduring

the bleakness of space