A fuse running short
ticking moments
of breath and heart
Adventure lies ahead
a trip
unknown
of which
there is
no way out
This
fun maker
this
trickster
to this
fuse
I
am
bound

Bare feet beneath
a yellow dress
embroidered friends
play across
a heart
bleach eyed
baby doll
frizz head
held close
while sitting on a twisting swing
around
round
and round
while a
diaper
line
snaps
against
grey skies

Earths rich memory
Wedged under cracked nails
Remnants of mothers who washed clothes by hand
pale children
buckets of kittens
bird feces
celebrations
vomit
smoked cherry tobacco
diamond anniversaries
laughter
We live
we die
All return
to
earths
bed
of worms