A Lokean Devotional Vignette
“I’m not sure how to respond.” I admit.
“Do you need to respond at all?”
Loki presses stars on my window pane.
Tag: stillness
motion unwinds
i fall inside
outside
mind
arrested
in his kiss
Spent flowers
rest my body.
head wilts back into soft grass,
my hand stills.
I breathe.
The earth carries me
as my wings lift.
Delighted-heart
lifted
from cobwebs
and settled dust,
creaked open
new magic rose
His eye sparked life inside
cave
water
the curve of my lip
Tracks stop
I look back
cold flames
lashes burning the air between us
Home, forward in my chest
where she sat on stone
ankles crossed
whispered smile
grandmother
knowing something
without saying it
Green water
lapping at my legs
I bend
fingertips dip into
river
heart never leaves here
body memorized it
when she was six
couldn’t swim
Poured lead in my heart
Put the brake through the floor
Laid my mind down
straight-jacket lullaby
and Novocaine was so smooth I forgot to notice
the walls crying, the floor moving away from my feet
and the softness in dying
The roses arrived on fire, tips burnt out sunset mirrors.
I am read, opened like a diary
At the threshold
they turn me,
Him already there,
waiting.