Water: Flowing. Falling. Running. Water & Air & Fire & Earth &
They circle twice & come in low. Their ears twitch.
Take my eyes & run with them. Take my arms &
craft a new room.
In your hands I'm liable for death.
Speak to me of fire, of the scars on the belly. Speak of flames in your bowels, your hot rejections.
Care for her. She's the feather in our last nest. Wear
her with pride.
Breathe through your mask. Breathe & at arms length dance & as you glide & spin you'll turn & slip over the wall.
As the sun slows to sleep I feel your breath on my back & open my hands to offer the last bowl.
Here. I have made it for you. Drink.