I have skimmed
the earth and dust
with my belly
crawled over rough ground
denied the truth
again and again
denied my existence
rejected my claims
proved my enemies correct
eaten my words
without speaking them
resisting their right to exist
shamed myself to sleep
comatose cataleptic
detached

the night voices
murmering low
sneaking through
silent blue

flicker louder on the fence
then jump back down
to the blue smoke pools

why is electricity birthed in the clouds?
How do clouds voice themselves
as if they were solid objects?

Thunder rattling out like an old cart on humpy ground.

when we are tired-hurt
we laugh like thousand year old smoke.
we laugh like smoke.
 

sitting at the bottom of an ocean
the light is blue
and the sounds are dark
its safe
but very blue
and no air

The copper tree blazes with vitality.
he knows his leaves are dying
and he will have to sleep soon
his fingers will grow stiff and cold
when they are gone

But he knows the painter
is repeating his life force
revealing brass copper and gold against timeless blue
The warmth of his soul
and the girl can't stop looking
at his golden spirit
His toes will stay warm under the ice
 

weaving together the seams of the sun
the sun to make a rainbow, make rain
the sun to dry my hair
the sun to gather the stars, its children
but not yet, not yet.

I show the pale flesh of my wrists 
listen to the swish of my veins

blood talks in streams and pools
talks in memories of slate

memories of bone and origin

I walk in dreamscape of lidded things

Birds see dogs as the ghosts of wolves; half-hunters with no kill-bite behind the growl.
kill-bite, that way the wild ones know, to take a neck between deft jaws and break it, quick.

Ground means danger, height means safe, water means safe.

Safe from ghost-wolves, from half-knowledge cats who think they are still kittens and know how to catch but not how to kill-bite.
Leaving brothers and sisters torn and useless. Unable to find mates, make nests, unable to multiply bird-nation.



Heavy leaves

a dyed dress

an old bra

cats' teeth

lost woman

always lost women