An opera had been sung on the heels of Morpheus
planting a barren understanding in autonomy with the distance

another auric culture of historic code
a pilgrimage that may be considered illegitimate

she swears she will only wear animal skins from now on
the flesh of wisdom thickening her body her face

long journeys followed by legends still humming
a night - in vision it is never wise to explain unintelligible dreams

i had to have meaning but all you would say was that we ought to measure
these seams keeping us from the other

what frightened you or did you simply suffer nightmares - waking cold
understandably delusional
with divinity - spirits
that named themselves after you - calling

t.b.c

HS