Spillable items
Wet shoes wet car two umbrellas curly hair
human, in stop motion
Slow lotion
Under the pavement
Are buried tracks
Is wonder is the hope of frozen generations
Germinating in captivity
In between, we jangle, are predeceased
We spatter
Blossom rain, main sail, nascent birdings
Bone unfurling
These are cherished
offerings
(but not all. you asked for all but we must preserve. ) we must reintegrate. we must remember.
before the rains came
before you stopped
before the rivulets
before the dams
before the damned
Barrel brave and candle flicker
sick moon, waning swagger
sick moon, fallen gather
sick moon, tiny monsoon
And shatter
Degraded, incrementally
Terrified and tender
Coming slowly to understand something
Never to know her
Stop
(Hands to ears)
We're here!
We’re here!
Burlap and baby hair
My god, all these years
Oh perfect preservation
(and all things holy)
What I wouldn’t give for
simple mercy
