i am not glowing for love
i am being loved, love and lover
at all times
i don’t mimic the sun
don’t fold into me anyone else’s heat
my scar tissue is my own
while you sleep i get older
hurry
i have to fill in all my bones and flesh with delight
orbit is not belonging
i feel currents move from and around me
i belong to all this motion
the in and the out breath
the wave suckling the shore
and pulling away, mouth full
behind the shadows i am calm
reflecting a wild fire,
wreaking a havoc that becomes system and salt
something is so lovely now
i have to tell you about it:
infinite me, inside me
the fecund and shimmering landscape of the magical world
ripe ripe fruit, above and below
everywhere
so i need for nothing
but aliveness – aliveness
to be a bearer of all this light