(1.)
it must have been
stars
embalmed
in
tears of amber
somewhere
that dreamt you into being.
a storm forgotten
forged long ago
in the shattered heart
of a God in torpor
restored
freckle by freckle
and
ember by ember
Daughter,
here I name you
io
avenger of light
and last of her kind
long
may you reign.
(2.)
love
is a pearl
tucked beneath
the black wing
of the siren
called nightfall
something
by which she lures
us angels of death
into the depths
of an unrelenting hunger
greater than our own.
where all gods
are born nude
warmed only
by the blood of a mother.
(3.)
and mother is God
and
mother
is
whalefall
and you and I
are just dreams
beating at her broken heart
and you and I
are just fireflies
haunting the very fabric of darkness
tiny
bioluminescent
wounds
hanging still
within in the torrent tides
of her never ending silence.
(4.)
and her silence fits
in the space
that divides
your dreams
from your eyelids
and her silence
makes of every life
a brevity
on the forked tongue of time.
(5.)
and time
is a dancer
forever
falling from your arms
and time
is a dancer
forever
falling from your arms
and time
is a dancer
forever
falling from your arms
who
with a cruel sense of humor
grew poppies
as scar tissue
over the war torn fields of mars.
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