Celestite
The veinous interval
Sun splits the trees
The air becomes celestite
We are solvent
Finally
What now to do
but cook these skins
We won’t need them where we’re going
Celestite
The veinous interval
Sun splits the trees
The air becomes celestite
We are solvent
Finally
What now to do
but cook these skins
We won’t need them where we’re going
rose quartz
Aureole threshold
is totem
Three rosy smooth stones
Fibrous & generally stable in ultraviolet light
One is found or one finds oneself
Irradiation forms dusky hues
Rock crystal asterism
My terminal bud
In each hardness a prism or vein
A loathsome pustule
A bubblegum center
A dichroic future of bilateral symmetries
Our stars pulsing under the skin