Dormantra

Chanting murmurs flutter onto your wide mouth,
open grass, open grass,
plunged dark and fucked daybreak skittering,
careening without relief.
Open grass, swallow me whole-
shudders and judders conscious awake and sharp heavy shocks
to the bones until they break and weighing pink light
on scales in warehouses telling boxes they're tinier than most inside houses
and shrieking in the beating eyelid, the jumping vein leaps to attention
emptying the water from your heavy head, dead head.
You give it to me. Scratches make dark glitter on the lilacs.
Open grass, swallow me whole.
Suck you down, swallow seedlings, swallow bright light noise
breaking capillaries at the edge of your skin needing entrances.
Acid rushing through the very top layer- dead skin, head skin- shocking nerves
into feeling pricked loss. White water, white blood, noticing pink curves
and burning wood. Suffering stifled in duvetquilts, pulled to the nose
and sniffed hard for comfort, killing dustmites, feeling guilt.
Open grass, swallow me whole.
You know I'll never come back again.