from up there, that drossless
spray waves down gold.
a gentle blindness kept throwing
the heart up like a baby bird.
coming out of the mouth as stifled
bursts of joy.
bridged breaths which beaded
pilgrims clung to sight as.
looking down and seeing valleys
between the ruffles of grasses.
blade to blade...phosphene smatterings.
through the passes of stewing whorls.
Feb 8, 2019
Feb 8, 2019 at 11:48 PM UTC
from up there, that drossless
spray waves down gold.
a gentle blindness kept throwing
the heart up like a baby bird.
coming out of the mouth as stifled
bursts of joy.
bridged breaths which beaded
pilgrims clung to sight as.
looking down and seeing valleys
between the ruffles of grasses.
blade to blade...phosphene smatterings.
through the passes of stewing whorls.
