Wake in dirt from bone and copper.
Collect facts from years ago.
Remember openings and close those beginning.
Breathe to fill the day.
Counting hairs alone.
Float and feel my blood dance else away.
She asks for the gaze as my eyes give focus inward.
Wrapped in showmanship and loneliness.
These rings bond and the form begins tumbling.
Create lift and heal all waters swollen.