What must I do to
burn myself everyday ?
Not palest flicker
Nor fluttering grasping glow
But the deep flare,
spiralling fire like tentacles
rooting from every cell
waking up each molecular grain
That deep hunger
That straddles the everyday
Free of regrets & shame
Without shape & numbers
Do I take this pale skin and color it
golden wheat, bursting of bird seeds
Do I curl my feet into a giant snowball
& hurl myself over the edge of a mountain
Do I leave my lover to
feel the deep ache & hollow of love
Must I lie alone in my bed
to pine for passion, knotted wild & fierce
Must I live in the desert
to treasure my footprints, both steady & faint
Must I cut my tongue, walk with a limp
& become blind, to savor each dewdrop
Each bloom, each burning kiss
a blue sky, a thunderstorm, a moon swell
What must I do to
burn myself everyday ?
Happy weekend ~
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