➳ 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

Next Chapter: Bloom