violin petals

scratched surfaces dissolved

in a solitary good. i was not aware
of how deepened our void had
become; until i awoke in an underground
ceramic pot with earth choking inside
my throat.

i am aware inside this crude melody
where blue love nestles between our
knowing departures.
where closed homes have
moved; i am moving houses on this
crescent water moon. 

tread light on my fallen water
with open thighs i pull the portal
over my back down my wings
over our break
and down our whole.

love captures us;
again in deeper
earth. 
dry and delirious,
delicious 
earth.