Before-life
Dusty star maps everywhere
under closed eyes
I sleep, snake white coils
hover, drift, dissipate,
you,
closed eyes
flowers bloom
red, green, blue,
night-bleached.
In a gasp of air,
outwards,
spins to a lifeline
an umbilical cord
cut from
sailing ships
and ghost voyages
Somehow, I close my eyes
fingers see rough
familiar river-paths.
Red bell flower,
sad
closed-eye sky.
Warm mind’s-eye,
breath’s flood
cold on the flowers,
white in the air,
gone, but taking
a body’s space while there.
Birth a cliff,
incomprehensible,
death a stranger,
mine.
unfamiliar orbit
tracing light dawn fingers.
The stars have forsaken me,
their maps spin across the
deep-sleep sky...
waking, sleeping,
somewhere between.
walking the air's thin sword,
light supports me,
Up
everywhere I turn.
under closed eyes
I sleep, snake white coils
hover, drift, dissipate,
you,
closed eyes
flowers bloom
red, green, blue,
night-bleached.
In a gasp of air,
outwards,
spins to a lifeline
an umbilical cord
cut from
sailing ships
and ghost voyages
Somehow, I close my eyes
fingers see rough
familiar river-paths.
Red bell flower,
sad
closed-eye sky.
Warm mind’s-eye,
breath’s flood
cold on the flowers,
white in the air,
gone, but taking
a body’s space while there.
Birth a cliff,
incomprehensible,
death a stranger,
mine.
unfamiliar orbit
tracing light dawn fingers.
The stars have forsaken me,
their maps spin across the
deep-sleep sky...
waking, sleeping,
somewhere between.
walking the air's thin sword,
light supports me,
Up
everywhere I turn.