Hello,
and goodnight.
I feel
fire flutter
down the fears
I call home
and scorch
the earth I held
between my
fingers,
when you were still here
and smiling.
Auburn
day
blackened
-alone again
as ash
at nights
end
You,
O-Kagachi,
Serpent of
separating
and falsehoods.
The trails
or trials,
you lay,
of silver,
and gold,
I know
lead to an end.
Forgive me,
I have
again
sinned.
I joke
about taking the cloth.
But down there,
I know
I would cling so deeply to
the celestial image
I long for,
that I would lose
a part of myself,
as I took your
symbol
in hand.
Burn its shape into my eyes-
Loosen the restraints
I hold,
blood drawing,
in hand,
while I wait for you.