the sun’s veins
a unique thot, it's magi source:
naǧí
my poem-joy instant-isthmus arises
and asks that I
cross, connect,
write of the sun’s veins that we will be forever unable
to see
but the veins will heat yours - and it is not shared blood it warms,
it is poem joy
<•>
a warmth organism that leaves one gasping wrestling
for words
so weakly I am grasping the connection
that snakes across
globes
and the poem joy that has no end, no boundaries -
that full fills me
And I say,
thank you
Jan 7, 2018
Jan 7, 2018 at 6:24 AM UTC
the sun’s veins
a unique thot, it's magi source:
naǧí
my poem-joy instant-isthmus arises
and asks that I
cross, connect,
write of the sun’s veins that we will be forever unable
to see
but the veins will heat yours - and it is not shared blood it warms,
it is poem joy
<•>
a warmth organism that leaves one gasping wrestling
for words
so weakly I am grasping the connection
that snakes across
globes
and the poem joy that has no end, no boundaries -
that full fills me
And I say,
thank you
6:25am
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