glass bottle tree

i once grew a world
inside a breath.
we wondered in fields
of marshmallow &
no one even had a face.
the bottle swelled.
full of ships & teeth. 
you never forgot
how much you loved me.
the tree i grew there 
was an apple tree
& a pear tree 
when we needed it to be.
always in fruit. always
in bloom. i do not believe in
an afterlife
but i do believe in moths.
i can tell you about the world
as i used to know it 
& we can crawl 
one by one
into the green glass bottle. 
i will point
to all my still lives 
& say, "i know we are hungry
but we cannot eat here 
anymore."