never a stranger to innocence
words that didn't listen
echoed off the walls from
so long ago

blasphemy
a learned language
from stargazing young
so long ago

hardness is what
escaped me hiding
in those clouds
I drew

on the walls in
cerulean crayon
and the ivory
candle I hugged

images unreal yet epic
caricuratures
of myself

building an ark
on the pages of our
family bible

more real