i’m sorry for what i said when i was hurt

Let me go away from you
and from your hugs. The kitchen was ready
to bake you in moonlight.

I had decided to remove
my thumbs. World was going to
win to burn the books for a cult.

The author sits quietly.
Smiles at poison in milk. Why does she
want to play with the asps like Cleopatra?

A Star to guide.
The Virgins Babe.
Lowly, fragile, Human.

now I'm questioning everything we had since the beginning.

I sing to you the way a butterfly sings to a still flower
I sing to you in the midst of winter as your petals wither
I sing not just to you but to the wind that shakes your stem and to the sun the feeds your belly, when I sing there is water in my breathe and the flower’s  carbon
food on my exhale
I sing because to sing is to nourish the earth; it is to breath with the everything
at once

If there's no time,
For slow time,
Then you'll lose your mind.

Black coffee
With eccentric magazines
Read world
-on the screen
Feeling the peace
Without rain

your eyes  were a candle for me
that is why I do not like winds