one spark

  wading through clouds my balloon high on pity this footprint is staining our heavenly city inside is out and outside is in (that blast was so loud it made sparks out of him!) the lights I can’t bear as I cut through the sea turning left at the sun I melt into me  

The Swan

  I am blue-white brazen and hopeful with wrinkled fate, I stop time and drown the moon dust I am remote enlightened musical my eyes are wet my sword is drawn I turn to you with purple dirt upon my face I am the swan of fairy tales my neck is soft…. feathers and blood the stone beneath