When we were there
between the angels
in the dragon’s gaze
the story of our lives
and our moment swelled
in the same sky as ever
except that we knew it
the flesh
of our breath.
From the belly of the myth.
When we were there
between the angels
in the dragon’s gaze
the story of our lives
and our moment swelled
in the same sky as ever
except that we knew it
the flesh
of our breath.
Very cool image in those last two lines, flesh of our breath. Fascinating…