10/26

words for blue 

inventing a new sky
the glow worms knot the ceiling with
blue fishing. a vibrant net in which
all my buzzing memories crawl to be stuck.
i invited the glow worms. i laid on the floor
of my living room & wept tears that turned 
iridescent & sapphire. i wept
glow worms & their braided my hair
& they told me i was a beautiful 
girl-boy but they would swallow me
if i wanted. a body as a mouth.
the stars as lures to pull you in.
i will not be a moth tonight. i will be
flesh & pink & a cave creature.
what can be caught in this mesh?
i put on fish nets to live like them. 
laying on the floor in my fishnets
& watching them work. i snag a 
beetle in my webbing & it wriggles
asking to be let free. i'll let the bug go
but before i do i slip them in my mouth
& i don't bite down. like holding 
a jewel under tongue. what do the 
glow worms know of patience? what do
they see in me in my house & my cave
where i control the sun light.
there's a window dancing but only 
in theory. a twinkling in their
spidering. i want so deeply i think
to be a glow worm. i want to catch everything
that tries to escape me. a ceiling
stuck with stray pages of books. 
the world under the bed begging 
for the luminescence. the glow worms
come down to get me like flower boys
might hold the train of a wedding gown.
i tell the glow worms i love their
handy work. i tell them i want 
to be tempted by their lures & their promises.
they fix me into their sky & call me
the moon of the cave & i do my best 
to become a sliver & then nothing.
the worms talk in a language of only
words for blue. teal. navy. cobalt.
i try to chime in & i say cerulean & 
the worms shake their heads & continue 
chatting. i let the words wash over me 
like poems moving too fast. i hope 
that i'm the only human they capture.
i want to be special. i want to one day 
learn how to be a glow worm & make a knot
on a lovers ceiling & show them what other 
kinds of sky there are. is this not
a romance between the light & the dark?
is this not what the cave asks for?
anything but a window for me.

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