known.

we are known best

our names are shouted from the mountain tops

because we bathe

the water turns grey from our own ignorance

we drink ungrudgingly

feel the grime run down our throats

salt coats our stomach in layers as thin as paper

heavens!

we call

we look up at the sun and rain

and say we know where he is

we call ourselves the one

we call our place the heavens

because it is what we know

we are known best

by ourselves

only us

us

our names are shouted from the mountain tops

and we bathe

and the water turns to gold

because that is what we have imagined it

and it may be true

but we don’t really look up at the sun and rain

or know

because the universe is but the insides of a deer

and we have yet to see its skin.