Back into the lotus

Androgyny of angels

Caught cold fruits

Same skins shone in petrol –

Instalments of smile.

What was and what would be

You.

Stars screamed within each

Feminine arc

A cacophony, patriarch

Parted empty needle eye

In Sun-spot time

Snarled, deciphered dusk

In dark.

Clever heart, yes hearts

You can look up

Waxed vessel junction, jammy red.

Sanctioned. Some cut down the middle

They opened me like book

Split my spine

To skip the letters at the edge.

Wind licking water

Was momentary –

Cruel shades asked to be adorned.

Warm rocks spooled last of light

Worriedly, hurriedly

Curled a listless limb

A swarm of brains. Three lieges of light

You’d seen

Plucked with your sieve

Like the silt a moonbeam

Became elusively dissociate.

As we did, back into the lotus.