distracted distance. feathers ripped
from our first truthful soil.
in our human sun, we deny the
omniscience of unbalanced eye
glares. feminine power was killed
and the violence
suites me.
because i am the poet
you
tried
to
hush.
heat beats
heartbeats in my palms with tiger sky skin and tanned eyes with red clouds. heaven sent another angel and Zen breathed again. love slathe...
