.
—wingcrackt
chrysalis we live w/ in
this selfspun change
the knowledge of a coming
turn & tight close around
our new wet colors
prismed through the bramble
facets of the briar (we live w/
Maya: brother/mother/the same)
nautilus horn
ground
down to
calcite or
earthfuel
Twist slow, tight
inside yr pendulous
present—this
moment meant
for end &
begin again where petals curl
around a center
spot of hairy yellow
wagging pistils in her
milkbun glow, leaves
branch from stalk & extend
this present baldfaced to assume
soak up this every-sun:
world of
appearance
titles frac
tured light.
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