1. quantum entanglement

come, hike up the skirts of your reverence 
of the careening voice of your stomping 
of your elegant circles crafting truth from
each bartered legacy stirring you 

come. slip your toes in the dipped belly of
dirt beneath you,  inside the swamp of your
distractions, inside that pulsing landscape of
cool earth wrapping the wild biodiversity of your
efforts there is space, to pull your limbs from its
slow swallowing, let the wet clumps of your
reaching grease the smooth silk of your skin
as they slide from you in thick splats  

there is just enough lingering traces of its
mineral rich reminders to dress you in the song
of your breath, to squish its promise of rest
between your wiggling toes

the sapling of your spinal cord is kneading it’s
rootlets through thresholds of air and ground, 
petaling open the dark nest of depth, this soft
slithering home is steadying the round wandering
of your growth rings, the arc of your length is
fingering each mist and breeze and droplet and
ray it can grab hold of 

feel the hungry crawl of oxygen through your holy
mountain of cells, its cusp of echoed instructions,
ancient blueprints hoarding your every microscopic
need in the coil of their abundance 

this fertile velvet hymn of sensory cosmos through
the fumbling ocean of your pours, this lapping grist
of stories clawing each tiny fortress of forgetting,
its steady and quivering harmony of belonging is
yours 

the whispers of your subatomic particles each
bathed in an orbit of space, in crimson hallways
of motion with no discernible binding or contact,
with no explanation why you don’t disperse into
each climbing wind other than a devoted gravity
of choosing, molecular pilgrimage of holding your
center despite each drop and thread inside you’s
sacrifice to soil so often there is no matter of you
familiar from one solar return to the next

you are held together by nothing but a promise 
winding the galaxies of your ravenous potential,
by nothing but a fevered intention, raining tribute
to being