Subterranean self/ cigarette rust & precious stones/ seraphim

come in/ carrying

moonstone &

ruby.

The moon's halo gets

brighter/ I want to honor every

cream-colored sentiment

I own. Dirty-glasses/ silvered

rings round

many fingers.

The art comes when you don't think/

you just feel. & scarlet

teaches bone

how to become.

Here is your oracle:

within. Let's build a home

out of earth.

Your freckles

are everywhere you've

jumped in puddles

& the water remembered falling from the sky/ learned

to paint like rain.

Emotion

must fall

in order to nourish

what grows.