dandelions dancing on my hip
and on the cover, chrysalis
mind turning over thoughts of that gigantic bloom we found last summer, like it came to me.
we found the lavender, laughing
purple ocean just beginning to appear
under an unknown citadel, ancient and sturdy,
ivy, cobblestones, and relics, beckoning us to come in.
we blew our hearts out on those dandelions.
sister wishing on a million tiny wishes -
for her shattered spirit? healing?
for her precious unborn babies? for her unrequited love?
and me? I can’t remember.
black hole succubus inside my brain
being smashed against the wall before I turned the ripe old age of three
made memories a hard thing to contain.
world peace? my highest calling?
all that I recall is that familiar swelling feeling
pulsing, coursing through my veins
as if some grandiose ideal was trying desperately to live through me.
it isn’t comfort that I seek. that much is clear to me.
die hard romantic, wild thing
holding to what’s most beautiful in life,
deep gratitude the gift sent to the ethers now.
street lamp oddly flickering.
and Life began to dance with me.
in all its spice and savory
and all its satisfaction sweet,
its hellish burnings, savage cravings,
I surrender to the cadence
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