I reach for mind s p a c e meditation when brain waves turn into blacked veins, clogged I wait for my eyelids to absorb colors, reprieve Sweet sweat drips d o w n my spine, pooling in back dimples I stretch ligaments outdoors for a peach mind, winter rides close Ice plunge, slow breath bubbles float up speeds up my old system for birth of green pastures singing low Deep-seated constitution rooted sacral breath like memories fade blank possessed, before age 6 I reach to touch that wall of imprints cities that raised me Ruthless petals ad infinitum I gift them back silver bells with a dictionary Little hand in mine severs the rot from my living thigh bright warmth in my chest wrapped in thick blankets inside our fort of blocks, climbing up forward to read and play when these memories fade his body will still remember h o m e
Layered Fragments, Becoming Whole 