Underneath it,
holes for air
and light
(totems of lost
meaning
like witches blood
to the wanting arms
of hand crafted
divinity).
I am lifted by
the morning's heat,
forcing the fog
from dew,
and I linger there
between earth
and mist.
Jan 29, 2021
Jan 29, 2021 at 1:51 PM UTC
Underneath it,
holes for air
and light
(totems of lost
meaning
like witches blood
to the wanting arms
of hand crafted
divinity).
I am lifted by
the morning's heat,
forcing the fog
from dew,
and I linger there
between earth
and mist.