Layered Fragments, Becoming Whole

I woke up inside 
a juniper bush
covered in 
a pepper pine citrus blanket 
of deep emerald blues

on evergreen 
shrubs
hung prickly leaves 
fanning over supple vocal cords
needling into sides of cream
breasts
colliding into foamy thighs 

berries over the entrance 
of the womb

painting of Eve

I stayed 
20 years
a juniper hairstreak butterfly 
tied to sentiments

only caterpillars consume the berries

an induced slumber
from six 
my mind squeezed of air
suffocated 
Thrasher

Let me o u t

to
I 
sip 
juniper mint honey tea 
to begin at the handles 
of a pink tricycle 
with streamers

excavating the snow
in a January storm

mending