where we come from

In a world full of strangers
we all need to come from somewhere
I let my weight drip onto the floor
a hole so deep                                                                                                                                    I reach the other end of the world
Tell me, what does safety feel like in your shoulder blades
no high fructose corn syrup, without any transfat
just you and your bones slowly melting into themselves
what does curiosity feel like in the corners of your eyes?
oh my love! imagine the more beautiful world
our hearts know is possible
it’s only February
the fire horse has barely sung her song
let the hot pink stars drip onto
your forehead and remind you that the woman
sleeping on the floor with her child is your best friend.
Touch her knees and show her that your scars
are the shape of her daughter’s eyes
Remind yourself that you are not the only one
who emerged from discarded shrimp shells
how, in many ways,
this is where we all came from