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


 

 

 

2019