Over a trimmed porch

The flicking of lights

Between the stars

And one good tree

Wife body worn

Like a halo


Full moan dance

Full moan dance


There’s a few parts

In the holes of my hands

That feel like they could

Hold up your weighted



The soul fed kiss

Love is all

Glittered in gold

Ankle deep at the

Edge of a cliff

A martyr of grass

Don’t try to hold on

Don’t try to slip


Breathing in

Christ conscience


Who are you?