One Shining Star

Last night a dream stowed me on a faraway land;

a patch of desert

a patch of desert with no one around

a patch of desert with no one around except for one shining star.

long gone were the traces of animal feet.

with wind blowing this hard

all thoughts became modest;

so that only feelings,

(most of them judgments)

saw the opportunity

to take the stage

Between my thighs

Between my thighs a BLAST

Between my thighs a BLAST suddenly tunnels;

Between my thighs a BLAST suddenly tunnels; and flips on my head

Between my thighs a BLAST suddenly tunnels; and flips on my head leaving my nose

Between my thighs a BLAST suddenly tunnels; and flips on my head leaving my nose with the scent

of a blossoming

and woody

eternal plant.

At once I saw my feet slide atop the white petals;

and standing in the underpass I recognized the shine of the first real memory

of a life lived in exile.

Suddenly wrapped

Suddenly wrapped in beauty and warmth

Suddenly wrapped in beauty and warmth I saw my curiosity

Suddenly wrapped in beauty and warmth I saw my curiosity extend its hands

Suddenly wrapped in beauty and warmth I saw my curiosity extend its hands to gently place me down

and point out

that the brightest of coatings

often hide

the most venomous

of creatures