• i begged the crescent, admiring the spirits
    and reaching down he plucked me from my earth trench
    i stirred the layers with my fingers, toes, rainbow strands,
    fists covered in dirt and feathers, i reached hungrily
    i saw the indigo approaching
    watched the thin film stretch along the horizon under my feet
    and the blackness stretch out before my eager hands
    i would digest this, he made me promise it
    and i let my fingers curl around the vapors of mountain kings
    the pearl strands reflected lovingly
    on my porcelain
    i asked them to be with me
    and they did not tremble, but pulled towards me
    collecting a puddle of treasure at my feet
    i wrapped myself in ancient charts of light
    and floated back to you, sunkissed