as though waves washing back from
obsidian shores
the clouds reveal you
i hear their hastening upon the wind.
i know what you are, now; and yet,
the twirling galaxy in my chest
this
interstellar gravitas
plucks the awe in me like sea stars
dusts my dreams with pearls.
june 28, 2022. 10:08pm.
The-Bleu-Bivouac 