seekers of the psoas
with bones and tendons
robed in shadows
stretched as tight as arrows
the seeker bows down
what if Moses had drowned
would his followers
have had to then run for cover
seek your mother
gift her another dragon's eye
look for our brothers
in words and stutters
close the shutters
as rooms descend like escalators
no one likes to let you
fool around with their heart
anymore