O

Now, look
I never said I’d said this
Nor did he, but she didn’t
falter, ever

Unhook the raptor’s gaze from stars divine
and seek their light in my palm
which he naturally did
and she would never do

When I found them, another moon
whose mother was some muses
drove the symbol into my heart
a natural altercation

Later, slivers fell from my lips
and these they carefully collected
arranging them in dandilions
and armadillos

But suddenness intruded there
and the slivers formed my mouth again
the one inside me, in my mind
the one that consumes angels

I wonder where their bodies are
and if the nest survived them
like chunks of ships spat up on stone
the ocean knows

the sky, alone