The Eyes Have Woods
       

You woke with a line in your head
You tripped on a root realization

You lost the path deranging itself
from fact to conjecture & back again

You grew     hairy with conflict
through the evergreens

You wore a cape     inexplicably
in the warm evening

The woods resinous     with amber terpenes
& something starchy-sweet like gourd

You didn't know where the trail led
You didn't exactly want to follow it

You forgot everything else
thorny, dark as pitch, pulsing

with the (MEWLING) of the mammal
snared in the loops

of your chest

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from Creature Sounds Fade
Black Lawrence Press
Reprinted by Verse Daily® with permission