No Question
ivory unburies from its fiery grass
shows woven face of delicate paths
sweeps loud the path of cosmic dance
where everything grows in aftermath
held and welcomed my cagey heart
shakes tambourine of bony lap
quelled from starseed shower plant
swallowed and spat my bloodsome mass
a poisoned feather lights my way
a snake uncoils to squeeze my prayer
a kiss opens all my breath away
living dead i hold my path
