if you ever find yourself
tangled in a wood
please call my name

if you're falling
through some sort of
musky molasses
ill be there
among the muck

if the gasping ember blows
and winter cuts into
your warm body
i will send five fires
to ignite your veins again

if rocks stop on you

if they perpetrate a storm

when you feel it

try to summon me

because i would lift you out of blue flames
i would let the tips scratch my porcelain flesh
and i would writhe
for you to be free