oh,
& i'm blonde
with the adamantine posture
of broken doves
about me.
i've been illuviating myself
into the hollow earth
of my sacred palm.
i am inside myself
an island.
would you still know me
if the daedal of my body
were to suddenly fold outwards
into the blue air?
we have this unsecured bond
of the heart
as humans.
but the vallation of my interior walls
obscures me from my darling haunt.
i'm writhing
through the moist beginning
of the forest undergrowth.
i think i've found the way home.
i follow the robin
& i'm loose
in the movement of flowers around me.
all-mother,
open to me
all your sun-spilt dreams
in lovers. |
Submission Name: suddenly fold outward
