Poem: Supine

 

Supine

 

from a blur of fiery earth

the sky opened up downward,

calm gulp of angelic whale.

 

why not fall in,

escape this salt-burning crucifix

of disastrous sand?

 

this desert flesh of lying cross?

 

sideways

was to confront a viper

which floated like a standard 

military-issue automatic rifle.

 

it was to joust with cartwheels

of spear-like tarantulas

nude as the scalded sun. 

 

why not go down to come up,

to sink to levitate

beyond gravity’s logical stakes?

 

so high so deep

so bright so honest so attentive so blue.

so huggable.  more steadfast

 

than breath.

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6/30/26 eds all day