ambrosial fruit citrine star

                                                                                 if i could follow you around this house i would

                                     drift through the gold air in

                                                                                                                    the morning slip barefoot out the

                                                                              door

                                       steps grass-quietened                bathe in tropicana                let the midasian

                 heat reanimate my blood move this

        body be young be loved like all the rest but someone

                                                                                                         turned all the lights off in my skull brains

                                                                                                                    full of sludge nerves tangled and

gummed               over                              fingers gnarled i could

                                        listen to the birds i                                 could eat kiribath with my fingers

                                my

                                         shoulder blades could erupt                                     in angel wings i

                                could leave this wretched place

                 go home

          you sure went home, didn’t you

                                left me to rot in this goddamn house didn’t you

                                                                                                                               did

          did you know my baby? did you know he was golden too? he was

          i promise i swear it on my life he was he

                    was bright as a halo           he was molten with                     faith                     oh god
                                                                                                                               where is he

                                                  don’t

                                                    don’t leave i’ll               behave i’ll be good i’ll

          be a good                      girl

                                i                                won’t go outside i won’t wish for anything except

                                maybe that this cold would go away if

                                                                 you could just bottle up the

                                                                                                sun for me darling thank you

                                don’t let it sink          don’t
                                        you dare oh
                                                                                my goodness would you look at the sky