Headlong
The lengthy, heavy
Roots entangle feet
And send us to
The humid earth,
Your breath
Inside my
Open mouth,
My naked chest
Now plastered
To your sweat.
The serpents
Hiss and drop
Headlong from limbs.
The punctures
Drain us off.
- 8/25/25
Awaiting Snow
The weighted metal cover Holding high the heavens Settles over And on us Uneasy. We are waiting on a birth. We're unaware and unsure If the tranquillized sky Is actually expecting. Cars in awe will smash And slide off highways. Venerating pipes will swell And bulge And burst. The guilty trees will be bowed down Confessing reverent And snap. And yet, we open arms and stare Beside ourselves And float up prayers for softest flakes And cloud carpets to drop upon The filthy earth. - 1/10/25
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