Dim Nature

Sweet butterflies of my brain Where do you go to when you're not with me? The mouth of soil expects all the men who murder trees At the grave of empty nests are names of the mothers who have died for their babies It's the grit that made the pearl Little hump to little sun Hull the miles of madness One by one Sweet butterflies of my brain Where do you go to when you're not with me? Your light has liquified as I've waited Is this a place of dreams or a sensitivity? Back-and-forthing cradle, arrival of the deepest sleep A shadow is pacing for every life never given the chance to be There's a lid caressing the world The tallest tales escape us So long, the goners have gone One by one by one Bye one Skulls might as well be made of silk The pink mess of heat mocks the still Cocoon me a corpsing day Fuzzy thing colonizing my negative shape Caterpillar, king of the cruel Searching for gold to find gold's fool High noon saw the womb's many murals Take the familiar and make it eternal Dim nature!