do you hear? one wall plus more than three and a roof within.
that’s how it arrives. inside first.
many voices offer names. none are taken home. instead,
willow cloud petal thirst. bright and bright.
meaning less. more free.
these received are your face in all the shades of light and sleep.
oh stillness beside. here, these hands.
two palms will rend the drought. and you, you within.