Persephone’s dream

green me

 

 

Dark deep down

beneath the ground

 

of becoming:

 

earth’s heavy loam

buries lifetimes of trying

 

to be that thing.

 

Dark dark disappearing

skin to soft dust

 

of destiny:

 

beneath the seed bed’s

mouth that utters life

 

beneath genetic love

of you & I.

 

Down dragged by

rippling chains of

 

a God

that will not bargain:

 

sleeping cold bruled

in seismic fire

 

until base body’s

molten gold, ruby sapphire

 

the emerald glinting

on the wire

 

where you & I

reform,

 

where new myths

are told

 

new myths reborn.

 

Listen here

 

 

 

 

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