A Slew of Poems Unrevised

Shifted Love

And now the day has come to a colliding telescope of Wonders...
secreted so delicately in the hidden boroughs of tree Trunks...
I eloped the leaves on the caves of skins that sit in my ears...
and listened in silence as day break broke bed with Mother Earth...
and she and I got up in Unison
and dressed ourselves slowly
Ever so carefully not to damage the newly born creation
That Mother Earth & I had with penmanship and ink last night
She remembered the way...
I took my fingers and wrote her story with my lips
The way I sat on her head and let my sacred space interlope her thoughts
turning them into Uterus versal knowings
she remembered it all...
so gratitude made her in love with me
When I stopped in reflections in the bathroom she told me that I loved myself
and I repeated it because I was the embodiment of the voice...
she lost in the gravel that made the bottoms of her feet crinkle in
she gave me the clothes that were too small for her waist
and I wore them as if they belong to me...
never telling a soul that they were hers...
but my soul knew
knew that I was becoming her and accepted this without hesitation

i ran my fingers on her hips swaying her back and forth
to make to make her dance again with
the bass
when that bass began to vibrate
hands held on to her mouth and pulled out smiles
that had been hidden in inside of teeth that once knawed on my self hatred
I held her in my hands and caressed her to tell her that mimicking birds song I sang
we sang
when I was a young child to the lobes of her ears
To soothe those cracked feet with no coconut oil to moisturize them
There were crust crusted crested clouds...
That held out real water for her to taste
but she instead cried and drink her salty tears
Because I taught her how to filter them
I taught her how to feel them
she remembered that night when when I paid her a visit
When she was far removed from herself
and toxicated by perverted creeps and illusions
She remembered when the messages of falsity
leaked from her mouth
and I caught it
caught it in my hand
She remembered as I turned her pain into butterflies and let them go
and she woke up the next morning and relieved her pass in the toilet as if it was her regular routine
but she knew she knew...
I knew that things had changed