wires of deep knots in my womb and
the roots began disintegrating under
my capped shaking. gravity pulled me forward
and fire eyes warned me that it was
a late night. an insomniac flavor
to savor.
i entered his breathing
beating chest and he fluttered
light grey lids , slow
aware
grounded
into our soil home.
he filtered my stone
eyes and a windy draft
collided into our palms;
his and my mine, not
me.
she put her hand on my
lower back and i remembered;
her lower eyes and sunset
torso.
mother, you have pulled me
apart and now i have fallen
in love with river eyes and
burnt hymns.
with love in our lands.
with life in our knowing.
