I wait in the quiet
not to scatter the voices
then snarled in cypress
I shift through a
hollow of gypsy moths
hidden in the moon daze
a voice unstilted slithers above
What is it like out there, beyond this place?
-everyone hunches in the crowd
like the rainbow snake
the voice makes home
around me and moves in
the mad underground
under me
What are you afraid of?
-to be quiet in another voice
-to run like water
Mar 10, 2017
Mar 10, 2017 at 2:16 AM UTC
I wait in the quiet
not to scatter the voices
then snarled in cypress
I shift through a
hollow of gypsy moths
hidden in the moon daze
a voice unstilted slithers above
What is it like out there, beyond this place?
-everyone hunches in the crowd
like the rainbow snake
the voice makes home
around me and moves in
the mad underground
under me
What are you afraid of?
-to be quiet in another voice
-to run like water
