open broth, pouring out

(re: everyone asked about you - paper airplanes, paper hearts)

glittering stars spark from my lips under the manic light

of day, the dutiful sun their eyes twist errant

my blood bubbles inside, synapses occlude in hot-pink shadow

i don't know what my legs are doing

my eyes barely hold, the wind singes what it cannot free

i dream of motion, of freedom, of reconciliation, of peace

my lungs as a site of violent equilibrium

hard spurs pulled, oxidized, spat out

for use, for example, for sharing

i am a dog, let this not be obscured to you

let me rend it bare from hiding, let me shatter my vessel

and shine light to your countenance

i will build tissue till my paws snap off

or disappear, fall apart, or collide

i am a dog among you, let me not be quiet

let these barks paint stars and haloes and wings onto everything

everyone, come closer, we've got only so much time, and as much distance

to travel

to shore up

to warm