➳ how the clouds formed
in the beginning
when the sky was black coffee
god poured in some cream
➳ overcoming writers’ block
floodgates burst open
words pour out onto the page
i’m dehydrated
➳ literary catheters
pens–the catheters
through which black words drip into
the vessel of verse
➳ divine dandruff
god scratches his head;
immaculate flakes descend
onto outstretched tongues
➳ infinite cosmos
cradled in the void
the madonna is rocking
forwards and backwards
knitting a blanket
sapphire blue and strewn with pearls
back and forth, always